954-     111 


UC-NRLF 


$B    EMT    fi4a 


Digitized  by  the  Internet  Archive 

in  2007  with  funding  from 

Microsoft  Corporation 


http://www.archive.org/details/captainkydorwizaOOjonerich 


sm  isrcER'S 

BOSTON 

31  Mi-  fe  *^  ^ 


A  COLLECTION  OF 


SCABPl  ACriNG  TRAGEDIES,  COMEDIES,  DRAMAS, 
/^ftCES  AND  BURLETTAS. 

UNIFORM     IN    PBICE    AND    STYLE. 

Each  IsTumber  12)^  cts....lO  For  One  Dollar. 


BOSTON: 

WILLIAM    V.    SPENCER, 
No.  U  WASHINGTON  STREE'^BOSJ'ON. 


Spencer's  Boston  Theatre. 


-♦— ♦♦ 


Price,  12  1-2  Cents,  each.    Ten  for  One  Dollar. 
BOUND    VOLUMES,  SI. 


VOL.  I. 

1  Moll  Pitcher, 

2  The  Forest  Rose, 

3  S-niss  Swains, 

4  Bachelor's  Bedroom, 

5  Sophia's  Supper, 

6  A  Roland  for  an  Oliver, 

7  Black-Gved  Sosan, 

8  John  Bull, 

VOL.    II. 

9  Satan  in  Paris, 

10  More  Blunders  than  one, 

11  Rosin  a  Meadows, 

12  The  Dumb  Belle, 

13  My  Aunt, 

14  Spring  anJ  Autumn, 

15  Six  Degrees  of  Crime, 

16  Limeiick  Boy, 

VOL.  III. 

17  Presumptive  E^^dence, 

18  Man  and  Wife, 

19  The  Sergeant's  Wife, 

20  Masks  and  Faces, 

j  21  Men-y  "Wives  of  Windsor, 

22  Nature  and  Philosophy, 
I  23  Agnes  de  Vere, 
I  24  Shandy  J-Iaguire, 

VOL.  IV. 

i  25  Wild  Oats, 
i  26  Michael  Erie, 
■  27  Teddy  the  Tiler, 
i  28  Specti-e  Biidegroom, 
2d  Idiot  W^itness, 
1  30  Willow  Copse, 

31  Matteo  Falcone, 

32  People's  Lawj'er, 

VOL.  V. 

33  Jenny  Lind, 

34  Comedy  of  Errors, 

35  Lucretia  Bor^a, 

36  Surgeon  of  Paiis. 

37  Patncian's  Daughter, 

38  The  Two  Buzzards, 

I  39  Shoemaker  of  Toulouse 
•  40  Momentous  Question, 


VOL.  VI. 

41  Love  and  Loyalty. 

42  Robber's  Wife. 
I  43  Happy  Man, 

44  Dumb  Giil  of  Genoa. 

45  Wreck  Ashore, 

46  Clarl 

47  Miller  and  his  Men. 

48  Wallace. 

VOL.  VII. 

49  Madelaine. 

50  Betsey  Baker. 

51  The  Fireman, 

52  Ko.  1,  Round  the  Comer, 

53  Teddv  Roe. 

54  Grist  to  the  Mill. 

55  Object  of  Interest. 

56  Two  Loves  and  a  Life. 

VOL.  VIII. 

57  Anne  Blake. 

58  My  Fellow  Clerk. 

59  Bengal  Tiger. 

60  The  Steward. 

61  Capt.  Kyd. 

62  Nick  of  the  Woods. 

63  The  Marble  Heart 

64  Laughing  Hyena. 

VOL.  IX. 

65  Second  Love. 

66  The  Victor  Vanquished. 

67  Our  Wife 

68  Dream  at  Sea. 

69  My  Husband's  Mirror. 

70  Yankee  Land. 

71  Norah  Crdna, 

72  Good  .  T  Nothing. 

VOL.  X. 

73  The  Firet  Night 

74  The  Rake's  Progress. 

75  Pet  of  the  Petticoats. 

76  The  Eaton  Boy. 

77  Wandering  Minstrel. 

78  Wanted  1000  Milliners. 
,  79  Poor  Pillicoddy. 

J  80  Breach  of  Promise. 


VOL.  XI. 

81  The  Mummy. 

82  The  Review. 

83  Lady  of  the  Lake. 

84  Still  Water  Runs  Deep. 
83  Man  of  Many  Friends. 

86  Love  in  Livery. 

87  Antony  and  Cleopatra. 

88  The  Scholar. 

VOL.  XII. 

89  Helping  Hands. 

90  Aladdin. 

91  Trjingiton. 

92  Stage  Struck  Yankee, 

93  Young  Wife  &0)^ 

94  Last  Man,        (Umb'Ia 
9-'  Belles'  Stratagem, 

96  Crinolme. 

VOL.  XIII. 

i    97  Old  and  Young. 
:    98  A  Family  Failmg. 
;    99  The  Young  Scamp, 
i  100  The  Adopted  Child. 
i  101  The  Turned  Head. 

102  A  Match  in  the  Dark, 

103  Advice  to  Husbands. 
j  104   Raffaelle. 

j  VOL.  XIV. 

;  105  Rnth  Oakley  " 
i  106  The  British  Slave. 
!  107  Siamese  Twins, 
!  108  A  Life's  Ransom, 
'  109  Sent  to  the  Tower. 

llOGiralda, 
I  111  Time  Tries  all, 

112  Ella  Rosenburg. 

VOL.  XV. 

113  Somebody  Else. 

114  Warlock  ot  the  Glen 

115  Zelina, 

116  Ladies'  Battle, 

117  Art  of  Acting; 

118  Beatrice, 

119  The  Lady  of  the  Lions, 

120  Neighbor  Jackwood, 


WILLIAM    V.    SPENCER, 
PUBLISHER, 


04  •x^^-A.siiiisra-TOisr 

BOSTON. 


ST. 


^. 


\^nr^ 


e^  y^n/lt^ 


SPENCER'S  BOSTON  THEATRE.— No.  LXL 


CAPTAIN    KID; 


OR, 


THE   AVIZARD   OF   THE    SEA. 


a  ?]Drama.  —  3n  four  ^tts. 


J.  S./ JONES,  Esq., 

AUTHOR  OF  "  MOLL  PITCHER,"  "STEPBeN  BURROUGHS,"  "  SURGEON  OF  PARIS," 
"green  mountain  BOY,"  "  PEOPLE'S  LAWYER,"  "  ZAFARI," 

"silver  spoon,"  etc.  etc. 


Now^rst published,  with  original  Casts,  Costumes^  and 
all  the  Stage  Business. 


BOSTON: 
W  I  L  r^  I  A  M      V.      SPENCER, 

128  WASHINGTON  STREET,  CORKER  OF  TTATER. 


^  ><  S  .2  5  ^  !^    .  v:  .2  S      §     .5  iJ 
no    .  =  >  j::  3  ^  £  ??-;:  ^^"^    •  a      *-  ~ 


P4 


r;  -3  o     .-  ,•» 


OQ 

National, 
185 
L.  P.  Roys, 
E.  W.  Edwj 
M.  Parker, 
G.  G.  Spear 
Taylor, 
Brown, 
Johnson, 
E.  Holmes, 
Green, 
0.  F.  Jones 
George, 
Wilson, 
Shea, 

Miss  L.  Emi 

Mrs.  Marsli! 

Miss  C.  Pre^ 

"     F.llich 

«     Kembl 

O 
<1 

National,  Boston. 

1850. 
J.  B.  Booth, 
Lee, 
Munroe, 
G.  G.  Spear, 
J.  Munroe, 
Sandford, 

Flood, 

J.  II.  Ring, 

Willis, 

Williams, 

Taylor, 

Meer, 

G.  Johnson, 

Mrs.  J.  J.  Prior, 

"    C.  Pope, 

"    Johnson, 

Miss  A.  Cruise, 

Mrs.  J.  II.  Ring, 

W 

o 
o 

H 
<1 

Miss  L.  Garm, 
Mrs.  Woodward, 
Mrs.  W.  G.  Jones, 
Miss  E.  Mestayer, 
Mrs.  J.  11.  Ring, 

National,  Beaton. 

1840. 
W.  G.  Jones, 
W.  M.  Leman, 
W.  Marshall, 
G.  G.  Spear, 
C.  II.  Saunders, 
G.  llaynes, 
Clapp, 
Thomas, 
E.  Jones, 
Fairbrother, 
Samuels, 
G.  Brown, 
W^illiams, 

Mrs.  II.  Cramer, 

*'     Pelhy, 
Miss  Eaton, 
Mrs.  Cantor, 
Mrs.  Meer, 

O 

d" 

dS  "£  ^-S  "  =s  i 


^W' 


;6aa|i2|||| 


^.J-J 


^COl^J 


ER,  . 
LOCK 

.    .    .    ^  . 

:.-:i:f: 

?Uic3Si^c«> 


J  »  a  « 

-<   t3   J   ■< 


S5  ^z:  - 

O  jjTo  o  • 

S  Q  a  J  . 

-0  H   ■«!  -< 

iJ  ^"  iJ  OS  . 

O        W  H 

^"5  J  O  M  o 


COSTUMES. 

TIME,  16^,  1699. 

CORMA.C.  Gray  hunting  frock,  embroidered  with  gold,  wreath  of  oak  leaves,  with 
an  arrow  worked  in  gold  on  each  lapel,  russet  boots,  gray  tights,  gray  curled  wig, 
busfle,  horn,  and  chain,  bow,  broad  red  hat  with  eagle  plume. 

LESTER.  (First  dress^  Act  /.)  Green  velvet  hunting  frock,  embroidered  with 
gold  wreath  of  oak  leaves,  broad  green  velvet  hat,  turned  up  in  front,  and  plume  of 
feathers,  russet  boots,  green  tights,  spear  decked  with  ribbons,  yataghan.  (Second 
dress^  Act  II.)  Short  Flemish  frock  of  green  cloth,  richly  embroidered,  bretches  of 
green  velvet,  Spanish  hat  looped  up  in  front,  and  sable  plume,  short  Spanish  sword 
with  jewelled  hilt,  black  high  boots,  disguise  cloak,  two  ornamented  pistols. 

MARK.  (First  dress.,  Act  /.)  Brown  jacket,  petticoat  trousers,  colored  shirt, 
cap,  black  shoes  and  buckles,  colored  stockings,  dark  curly  wig.  (Second  dress, 
Act  HI.)    British  naval  unifoi'm  of  the  period,  belt,  with  pistols  and  cutlass. 

OLD  ElSHERilAN.  Canvas  petticoat  trousers,  colored  shirt,  red  cap,  russet 
shoes  and  dark  stockings,  white  wig. 

VANDERSPLOCKEN.  Dutch  jacket,  full  dark  trunks,  russet  shoes  and  buckles, 
dark  stockings,  drab  Dutch  hat. 

SCHENCK,  ) 

VARDER,  V  Ibid. 

SIX  DUTCHMEN,  ^ 

HEMLOCK.  Sailor's  long  pea-jacket,  sailor's  hat,  petticoat  trousers,  red  vest, 
high  black  boots,  cohered  shirt. 

TURILL.  Dark  short  full  frock,  broad  belt  with  pistols  or  hand  arquebuss,  full 
buff  leather  breeches  buckled  at  knee,  red  cloth  gaiters,  high-quartered  shoes  with 
pointed  toes  and  large  buckles,  cutlass  and  sheath,  stockings,  gray  wig  with  straight 
locks,  thick  i-ed  mustache,  large  fur  cap  with  skull  and  cross-bones  on  it,  colored 
shirt. 

LAWRENCE.  Long  jacket,  red  flannel  shirt,  full  buff  leather  breeches  buckled  at 
knee,  red  cloth  gaiters,  high-quartered  shoes  with  pointed  toes  and  large  buckles, 
belt  with  cutlass  knife,  white  stockings,  red  conical  woollen  cap,  with  skull  and  cross 
bones  on  it  (on  the  inside  of  cap  silver  arrow,  the  cap  to  be  turned  and  used  in  third 
Act). 

EVAN,       ^ 

CARL,        >  Precisely  same  as  Lawrence. 

PIRATES,  > 

KENARD.  White  petticoat  trousers,  white  shirt,  black  shoes  and  stockings,  belt 
and  cutlass,  sailor's  hat. 

TEN  ESQUIRES,  Green  and  gray  hunting  frocks,  embroidered  with  wreath  of 
oak  leaves  in  gold,  an  arrow  worked  on  each  lapel  in  silver,  green  and  gray  tights, 
broad  flapping  hats  turned  back  in  front,  and  black  plumes,  short  hunting  spear, 
each  decked  with  the  ribbons  of  his  lady,  russet  boots. 

PAGES.  Embroidered  velvet  frocks,  silk  tights,  black  shoes  and  rosettes,  scarfs, 
hat  and  feathers, 

SIX  FISHERMEN.    Similar  to  Old  Fisherman. 

TWELVE  ENGLISH  SAILORS.    Same  style  as  Kenard. 

CUSHA,  An  African  deformed.  Dark  kelt,  cape  of  snakes'  skins  and  owls' 
feathers  to  go  over  shoulders,  dark  skin  shirt,  a  string  of  newts'  eyes  and  serpents' 
fangs  to  go  round  neck.  Bracelets  of  silver  on  ankles  and  wrists,  thick  fringe  of  hair, 
shaggy  and  grizzly,  and  wholly  bald, 

COUNTESS.  Laced  jacket  of  royal  purple,  white  train  dress,  coronet  of  pearls. 
_  KATE,  (First  dress,  Act  I.)  Velvet  jacket  laced  over  a  stomacher  of  rich  bril- 
Hants,  long  white  train  looped  on  left  side,  dark  ruby  velvet  hat  ornamented  with  a 
plume  of  white  ostrich  feathers,  brace  of  thick  fawn's  leather  on  the  bow  arm,  shoot- 
ing gloves  with  three  finger  stalls,  fitted  with  a  strap  and  button  to  fasten  at  the  wrist, 
.small  pouch  of  tortoise  shell,  with  four  arrows  on  r.   side.    (Second  dress,  Act  11.) 


|V!35105 


4  COSTUMES. 

Wliite  fiowing  evening  dress  of  the  times.  (Third  dress,  Act  III.)  Laced  jacket, 
white  straw  hat  and  feathers,  gloves. 

GRACE.  Dark  ruby  velvet  hunting  jacket  laced  over  a  stomacher  of  rich  brilliants, 
long  white  train  looped  on  left  side,  velvet  hat  of  ruby,  and  plume  of  white  feathers, 
brace  of  fawu  leather,  small  pouch  of  arrows  on  right  side,  and  bow  decked  with 
ribbons  of  ruby  color.  (Second  dress,  second  Scene,  Act  I.)  Disguise  cloak  and 
hood  over  first  dress,  no  hat,  and  feathers.  (Third  dress.  Acts  III.  and  IF.)  Ele- 
gant oriental  page's  dress. 

ELPSY.  Hunchbacked.  Slate-colored  gown,  short  scarlet  cloak  and  hood,  long 
bright  red  wig,  turban  of  silk,  cincture  of  beads  around  the  turban,  black  shoes,  long 
white  staff,  carved  with  mystic  figures.  (Second  dress,  .fifth  Scene,  Act  II.)  Long 
gown  with  mystic  characters  on  it,  turban  with  serpent  entwined  around  it,  a  serpent 
around  waist,  serpent  on  each  arm. 

JOST  STOLL.  Black  body,  short  petticoats,  apron,  high  Dutch  cap,  high-heeled 
shoes. 

DUTCH  GIRLS.    Same  style  as  Jost  Stoll. 

TEX  ARCHERESSES.  Green,  orange,  and  blue  velvet  laced  hunting  jackets,  long 
white  trains,  looped  up  on  left  side,  fawn  braces  on  arms,  small  pouch  of  arrows  on 
right  side,  shooting  gloves,  bows  decked  with  ribbons,  hats  the  colors  of  the  jackets, 
looped  up  in  front  and  ornamented  with  white  feathers. 


\j^  The  original  music,  incidental  to  Capt.  Kyd,  composed  by  J.  Friedham,  can  be 
obtained  on  application  to  the  Publisher  of  the  Drama, 

138  Washington  St.,  Boston. 


ACT   I.— THE    CAUSE. 

[TIME,  1694.] 


There 's  many  a  man  who  oft  has  heard 

The  name  of  Robert  Kyd  5 
"Who  cannot  tell  perhaps  a  word 

Of  him,  or  what  he  did. 
So,  though  I  never  saw  the  man, 

And  lived  not  in  his  day, 
I  '11  tell  you  how  his  guilt  began  j 

To  what  it  led  the  way. 


SCENE  I.  —  Field  of  Archery  and  View  of  Castle  Cor.  Set  rock 
pieces ,  r.  and  l.  Ground  pieces y  large  trap,  open,  c,  and  step  to  de- 
scend. Set  pavilion,  r.  h.,  1  e.,  with  a  crimson  banner  displaying  the 
arms  of  Bellamont  —  boards  head  and  crest  pierced  through  with 
an  arrow.  Set  pavilion,  l.  h.,  4  e.,  with  a  white  banner,  on  it  a 
bow,  quiver,  and  target.  Set  throne  and  canopy,  r.  h.,  3  e.,  with 
seats  on  it.  Set  target,  with  trick  arrows,  l.  h.  e.  Male  and  fe- 
male peasant,  ladies  of  the  court,  pages,  esquires,  grouped  about 
the  stage.  Cou^'Tess  on  throne.  2  pages,  R.  and  l.  of  throne.  As 
curtain  rises  to  symphony  of  chorus,  all  advance  but  Countkss  and 
pages,  on  l.  of  c.     Cormac  discovered,  l.  h. 

Chorus. 

0,  bold  Robin  Hood 

Was  a  forester  good, 

As  ever  drew  bow  in  the  merry  green  wood  j 

And  what  eye  hath  ere  seen 

Such  a  sweet  maiden  queen. 

As  Marion  the  pride  of  the  forester's  green. 

[Music.'] 

Lester  comes  down  with  Grace,  and  meets  Kate  of  Bellamont,  wh( 
enters  from  r.  h.  pavilion,  with  bow  and  arrows..  Esquires  and 
Ladies  retire  up  a  little, l.  h.,  and  some  on  r.  h.    Cormac  gets  r.  0 

Grace,  (l.  h.)    Now  for  my  shot ! 

Kate.  (R.  c. )    Now,  cousin  Grace,  do  be  steady  ;  you  will  shoot  mj 
esquire  through  the  heart,  if  you  hold  your  bow  so  carelessly. 


6  CAPTAIN   KYD,  OE  THE   WIZARD   OF   THE   SEA. 

Grace.  And  then  you  would  shoot  me  through  the  head  in  return, 
I  datrei,  say ,     (  Grace  fi  res. ) 

Cohiiuc.  (r.  11.^^2  «].}  /llirough  the  target. 

Kate.  You  have  won  the  kiiver  arrow,  cousin  Grace.  Lord  Robert, 
I  wonder  if  that  was  the  arrow  you  chose  for  Lady  Grace  —  a  taper 
•boih  wa;^s.?\" '  ^,'   *'  •      \  ,*' 

Cormac,   {To  GRACE.y  'IloW,iady,  shoot  as  I  taught  you. 

[Grace  takes  the  stand  and  fires.     All  shout."] 

Grace.    'T  is  Cormac's  shot,  not  mine  ;  I  am  satisfied  with  my  own. 

Cormac.    {Crosses  l.  h.)    Let  the  queen  decide. 

Omnes.   Ay,  the  queen  decide  ! 

Countess.  Grace  is  right.  Cormac's  skill  directed  the  shot.  The 
banner  she  is  justly  entitled  to.     I  here  award  it  to  her. 

Grace.  And  if  I  ever  get  a  husband,  he  shall  carry  it  before  him 
into  battle.  Now,  divine  Kate,  don't  wound  my  arrow  ;  I  would  not 
have  it  injured  for  a  silver  one. 

Kate.    It  tapers  from  the  middle  in  each  direction,  no  doubt. 

Grace.   Your  speech  tapers  in  both  directions,  wild  Kate. 

Kate.   Now  for  my  shot.     \_Preparinfj  to  shoot.J 

Grace.  Why,  Kate,  you  are  holding  your  bow  with  the  short  limb 
uppermost. 

Kate.   So  I  am. 

Grace.  Cousin  Kate,  you  are  going  to  shoot  with  the  feather  towards 
the  target.     What  have  you  and  Lester  been  about? 

Kate.   Now,  cousin. 

[Music.     Takes  a  bold  stand  and  fires.     All  shout.] 

Cormac.  (r.  h.)    Well  done. 

Kate.    (r.  c.)    It  was  my  choice  ;  a  taper  from  the  pile. 

Lester,  (r.)  It  was  not  a  fair  trial,  Kate  ;  as  you  drew  your  bow, 
there  was  not  a  breath  of  air. 

Kate.  Now,  Cormac,  I  have  two  shots  more.  Here  is  the  arrow. 
I  '11  do  my  best  to  drive  it  through  my  cousin's. 

Grace,  (l.  c.)  I  dare  say  you  will  if  you  can,  and  would  like  also 
to  destroy  everything  else  Lord  Robert  gives  me. 

\^Music.     Kate  takes  stand,  aims  and  fires  up  at  a  hawk,  who  falls 
into  an  open  trap,  c,  with  the  arrow  through  it.] 

Kate.  There  is  a  prize  for  you,  Cormac,  better  than  a  golden  arrow, 
and  when  next  I  go  a  hawking  I  will  be  sure  to  use  arrows  that  taper 
from  the  feather. 

[Lester  and  all  on  the  stage  go  up  and  look  over  the  chasm  where  the 
bird  has  fallen.] 

Lester.  The  bird  has  lodged  upon  a  tree.  The  fisher  lad  is  endeav- 
oring to  secure  him. 

Kate.   I  hope  he  will  not  endanger  his  life. 

Countess.  {Rising  and  advancing  with  Kate,  SfC.)  Victorious 
archeress,  receive  this  token  of  thy  matchless  skill.  May  you  in  every 
other  female  accomplishment  be  as  successful  as  in  archery. 

Grace.  She  will  be  a  match  for  poor  little  Cupid,  with  his  tiny  bow 
and  arrow,  I  dare  say.  Poor  youth  !  I  pity  him  if  he  's  like  to  have 
such  a  hole  made  in  his  heart  as  Kate  has  made  in  yonder  target 


CAPTAIN   KYD,  OR   THE  WIZARD    OF    THE   SEA.  7 

\Muaic,     Countess  rises,  embraces  Kate,  and  goes  off,  l.  h.,  u.  e.,/o/- 
lowed  by  two  pages.    Grace  forces  Kate  into  the  seat.] 

Kate.  Come,  my  esquire,  kneel.  (Lester  kneels.  Kate  fastens 
the  arrow  in  his  hat.)  Wear  you  this  silver  arrow  in  memory  of  the 
field  of  archery  at  Castle  Cor. 

[Shouts.     Old  man  and  fisherman  enter  in  haste,  r.  h.] 

Old  Man.  My  boy  Mark  will  lose  his  life  for  the  bird.  The  step 
is  seventy  feet  to  where  the  bird  hangs  !     Save  my  boy,  0  save  him  ! 

Lester,  (l.  h.)  By  heavens,  a  bold  peasant !  Go  and  lend  him  as- 
sistance from  the  bank  below. 

Kate.  And  mind,  betray  no  sign  of  fear,  or  you  may  startle  him. 
He  is  in  mortal  danger.     Cormac,  fly  to  his  assistance  ! 

[CoRMAC,  Peasants,  male  and  female.  Ladies  and  Esquire,  exit  down 
tray,  c] 

Lester.  By  Cupid's  bow,  I  would  change  places  with  this  serf,  to 
know  I  created  such  interest  in  your  breast,  fair  lady. 

Kate.  Robert  Lester  must  have  fallen  low  in  his  own  self-esteem  to 
be  jealous  of  a  fisher  lad. 

Lester.   I  will  save  him  in  spite,  or  share  his  fate. 

[Exit  down  trap,  c,  hastily. 1 

Grace.  (Up  stage.)  Already  is  he  near  him?  The  fisher  boy 
is  in  conflict  with  the  wounded  bird.  Heaven  preserve  him  ;  he  has 
taken  the  leap  ! 

Kate.  Does  Lord  Robert  follow  ?  He  can  scarcely  keep  his  footing  ! 
Make  a  ladder,  boys,  'twill  reach  him.  0,  he  is  in  the  crag  —  he  is 
safe  !  [Lester  enters  sullenly  up  the  trap,  goes  down,  l.  h.] 

Lester.   He  dares  to  place  his  thoughts  on  her  ! 

[Kate  advances,  meets  Lester,  and  embraces  him..] 

Kate.    (r.  ii.)    Lester,  is  he  not  a  noble  youth?     [Goes  up  stage.] 

Lester,   (l.  c.)    Noble  !  he  will  be  princely  next  ! 

Grace.  {Coming  down,  l.  h.)  Well,  Robert  !  Nay,  don't  look  so 
fierce.  I  am  not  going  to  follow  Kate's  generous  example.  I  dare 
say  you  would  go  down  that  horrid  bank  again  for  another  such  a 
hug  as  cousin  Kate  gave  you. 

Lester,  (r.  c.)  I  will  go  down  and  take  the  leap  into  the  sea  for 
another  such  reception,  coming  from  Grace  Fitzgerald. 

Grace.  And  do  you  think  I  would  come  near  such  a  dripping  mon- 
ster as  you  would  make  of  yourself !  I  am  no  naiad,  to  fancy  a  man 
coming  out  of  the  sea. 

Lester.  By  which  I  infer,  fair  lady,  that  if  I  will  go  down  and  come 
up  dry,  you  would  give  me  such  a  welcome  ! 

Grace.  As  Kate  gave  you?  You  are  quite  spoiled  !  Kate,  come 
and  take  care  of  your  lone  cavalier,  for  he  is  no  longer  fit  for  any 
company  but  yours.  {Goes  up  stage.)  But  here  comes  one  I  will 
welcome,  dripping  or  dry. 

[Music,    Mark  enters  from  below  with  the  bird.    Grace  meets  him, 
and  they  come  down,  l.  h.,  Grace  l.  c] 

Grace.  I  will  shake  hands  with  you,  Mark,  but  you  deserve,  hand- 
some as  you  are,  to  have  your  ears  boxed.  See  what  a  to-do  you  have 
been  the  cause  of,  and  all  for  that  great  black  bird,  which  Kate  must 


8  CAPTAIN   KYD,    OR   THE   WIZARD    OP    THE   SEA. 

shoot  instead  of  sending  her  arrow  to  the  target.  You  are  a  noble 
young  man,  and  I  like  you.  Do  you  hear  that,  Kate  ?  I  have  made 
a  declaration?     I  mustn't  embrace  you,  for  you  are  too  wet. 

[Kate  comes  down,  r.  h.,  Lester,  r.  c] 

Lester.  My  brave  Meredith,  you  deserve  a  better  career  than  that 
before  you.     Henceforth  let  us  be  friends. 

Mark.  (l.  c.)  We  may  not  be  enemies  ;  but  we  never  can  be 
friends.  Friendship  between  the  high  and  low  is  but  another  name  for 
dependence  to  the  latter. 

Lester.  Well,  have  it  your  own  way  ;  you  have  pride  enough  for 
Lucifer. 

Mark.   But  not  enough  for  a  noble. 

[Lester  retires  up  stage.'] 

Kate.  Meredith,  you  forget  your  station.  Lord  Robert  is  sincere, 
and  means  well  by  you. 

Grace,  (l.  ii.)  Believe  her,  Mark.  Nobody  ought  to  know  so  well 
what  Lord  Robert  means  as  my  cousin  Kate. 

K'ate.  (r.  h.)  Be  silent,  Grace.  Mark,  what  will  you  do  with  the 
bird? 

Mark.  {Crosses,  and  kneels  to  Kate.)  Gentle  archeress  !  Deign 
to  accept.  It  is  the  only  boon  I  crave  for  my  peril.  I  obtained  it  for 
thee  at  the  risk  of  life  and  limb,  so  that  I  might  do  thee  a  service,  and 
save  what  I  know  thou  wilt  be  proud  to  preserve  in  remembrance  of 
this  day  !     \_Retires  up.] 

Lester,  (c. )  l^j  the  cross  !  a  forward  youth  —  an  Alfred  in  disguise  I 

Grace.    What  handsome  eyes,  Kate  ! 

Kate.   Dangerous  ones  !  [Mark  advances,  R.  n.  c] 

Kate.  Thanks,  Mark,  for  the  gift  !  Though,  by  right,  it  should  be 
Cormac's  ;  *t  was  hit  with  his  own  arrow. 

[Kate  offers  him  her  hand,  which  he  kisses.  Lester  observing  up 
stage.] 

Grace,  (l.  c.)  Come,  Mark,  you  must  join  us  in  the  pavilion.  I 
wish,  Robert  (Robert  a.dvances,  l.  h.),  you  would  present  Mark  with 
one  of  your  green  hunting  shirts. 

Kate,   (r.  h.,  aside.)    You  're  perfectly  crazy,  Grace  ! 

Grace.   {Overhearing.)    Am  I? 

Lester,  (l.  h.)  You  are  all  beside  yourselves.  I  have  no  doubt  it 
would  oblige  you,  Lady  Grace,  if  I  would  exchange  attire  with  your 
fiishy  fivorite  ! 

Grace.  Reall/,  I  wish  you  would.  You  would  make  a  good  sort  of 
a  fisherman  —  save  a  spice  of  pride  or  so  —  that  would  hardly  suit 
your  station. 

Lester.  Pride  in  a  peasant  is  impertinence.  But  I  do  see  it  doth 
recommend  its  possessor  most  particularly  to  the  favor  of  noble  ladies. 

Kate.  I  advise  you,  then,  Lester,  when  you  chance  to  fall  in  their 
good  graces,  that  you  renew  your  suit  in  a  fisher  garb.  Believe  me, 
it  will  assuredly  restore  you  to  favor. 

Lester.   I  have  no  hesitation  in  believing  it.     {Ladies  laugh.] 

Kate.    Come,  Mark,  to  the  pavilion. 

[Mark  takes  Kate's  hand,  and  is  going  up  stage,  when  Lester  slopt 


CAPTAIN  KYD,  OR  TUE  WIZARD  OF  THE  SEA.  9 

him.     Mark  returns  down,  R.  h.     Esquires,  Ladies,  and  Peasants 
reenter  up  trap.'] 

Lester.  Peasant,  if  you  betake  not  yourself  speedily  away  to  your 
hovel,  I  will  hurl  you  with  mine  own  hand  from  the  cliff  upon  its 
roof. 

Mark.   (r.  h.)    I  am  not  thy  serf,  Lord  Robert. 
Lester.    Brave  words  to  come  from  beneath  a  homespun  jerkin  !  — 
Slave  :  villain  !     {Music.     Lester  is  proceeding  towards  him.)    I  '11 
strangle  thee.  [Lester  crosses  to  r.  c] 

Mark.    (r.  h.)    In  m.y  own  defence  I  strike  ! 

IMusic.  Aims  (fblow  which  staggers  Lester  to  l.  h.,  where  find- 
ing his  spear,  he  seizes  it,  rushes  upon  Mark,  is  going  to  strike  him 
down,  when  Kate  and  Grace  interpose.     Tableau.'] 

Kate.  (r.  c.)  Robert  Lester,  by  that  act  you  have  forfeited  all  that 
belongs  to  you  as  a  noble  gentleman  —  also  all  that  connects  you  with 
any  person  here  present. 

Lester.    {Kneeling.)  Pardon  me,  lady. 

Kate.   Never  !  Robert  Lester  !    Touch  me  not  !  leave  me !    Your 
presence  will  mar  all  joy  ! 
Lester.  Lady  — 
Kate.   Silence  !  assassin  ! 

Lester.  {Starting  to  his  feet.)  Ha  !  this  to  me,  and  for  that  peas- 
ant slave  ! 

Mark.   Lady,  I  — 

Kate.  Mark —  Robert  Lester,  you  have  degraded  yourself  lower 
than  the  meanest  peasant.  Mark  shall  take  your  place  ;  be  you  my 
esquire.  [Gives  Mark  her  hand.] 

Lester.  This  is  too  much  to  bear  calmly.     I  will  be  revenged  ! 

[Crossing  to  the  l.  h.  corner.] 
Grace,  (c.)  Mercy,  what  a  look  !    I  wonder  I  ever  had  the  courage 
to  coquette  with  such  a  terrible  creature  ! 
Kate.    (R.  c.)    Come  to  the  pavilion. 

Cor  mac.  (l.  c.)  What  a  look  !  It  reminds  me  of  Hurtil  of  the  Red 
Hand. 

[Music.  Peasants,  Ladies,  Esquires,  ^c.  Exit  L.  u.  e.  Mark 
takes  Kate's  hand,  and  follows,  l.  u.  e.  ;  when  he  get  at  wing  he  turns 
and  looks  at  Lester,  and  exits,  all  off.] 

Lester.  And  is  this  the  end  of  my  wooing?  For  a  slave,  and  I 
the  lord  of  Castle  More?  Thus  insulted,  disgraced,  and  struck  !  —  a 
blow  from  the  vile  hand  of  a  base-born  hind  !  —  I  will  be  revenged  ! 
(Elpsy  e??iers  l.,2e.  Lester  turns  and  sees  her.)  Curses  light  on 
thee,  hag  !     Stand  out  of  my  way  !  [Crossing  l.  h.] 

Elpsy.  (r.  c.)  Robert  Lester,  thou  hast  been  crossed  in  thy  will, 
and  art  out  of  temper.     Dost  wish  revenge? 

Lester.  Woman!  avaunt  !  I  want  none  of  thy  counsel !  From  my 
path,  or  I  will  strike  thee  down  ! 

[He  attempts  to  strike  her  with  his  knife.     She  seizes  his  hand.] 
Elpsy.   Ha  !  ha  !     Robert  More,  thou  art  defeated  !     Ha  !  ha  ! 
Lester.   Release  me,  or  I '11  sheath  this  blade  in  thy  heart !     {She 
lets  him  go.)     Now,  leave  the  path,  or,  ere  I  will  be  bearded  thus,  I 
will  command  my  retainers  from  my  lands  to  hurl  thee  into  the  sea. 
Elpsy.    Thy    lands !    thy    retainers  !      Ha  !    ha  !     ha  !      Robert 


10  CAPTAIN    KYD,    OR   THE   WIZARD   OF    THE  SEA. 

More,  I  have  a  punishment  for  thee  in  store  !     Have  I  not  a  cup  for 
thee  to  drink  ? 

Lester.  What  mean  these  dark  words  ? 

Elpsy.  Dark  !  Yes,  they  are  dark  now.  But  1  can  make  them 
clear  as  the  sun  at  noon.     Wouldst  thou  know  what  I  have  to  reveal  ? 

Lester.  Beware  !  If  thou  art  working  on  my  fears,  I  will  pluck  thy 
tongue  from  thy  throat,  and  fling  it  to  my  hounds.  If  thou  hast  trifled 
with  me  — 

Elpsy.  What  I  '11  tell  thee  will  be  so  true  thou  wilt  indeed  wish 
the  tongue  that  spoke  it  had  been  plucked  from  its  roots  ere  it  had 
given  it  utterance.  ^ 

Lester.  Elpsy,  I  will  believe  thou  hast  something  to  make  known 
of  good  or  ill.     I  will  listen,  mother. 

Elpsy.  Robert  More,  those  words  have  touched  my  heart, — 
for  even  Elpsy  has  a  heart.  As  the  minister  of  the  invisible  world,  I 
must  do  as  I  am  commanded.  Robert  More,  if  you  can  bear  what  I 
am  doomed  to  tell,  follow  me. 

Lester.  Avoid  thee  !  I  will  not  go  !  Thy  abode  is  no  place  for  the 
Lord  of  Lester.  \_Crossing  l.  ii.] 

Elpsy.  Lord  Lester,  I  will  not  ask  twice  !  Open  thine  eyes,  Lord 
Lester,  and  drink  in  the  title  and  the  style  well ;  for  'twill  be  the  last 
time  they  will  fall  upon  thee. 

Lester.  Cease  your  mocking,  woman  !  Say  what  you  have  to  say, 
and  quickly  ! 

Elpsy.  I  will  begin.  Eighteen  years  ago,  not  far  hence,  on  the  sea 
shore,  dwelt  a  fisherman.  He  had  an  only  child.  Her  hair  was  soft 
as  the  floss  of  Florence  ;  her  eyes  — 

Lester.  What  is  the  end  of  a  tale  that  thus  begins,  to  me? 

Elpsy.  Much  !  This  maiden  saved  the  life  of  a  mariner,  who  in  a 
storm  was  wrecked  before  her  door.  He  swore  for  his  life-preserver  he 
would  give  his  life  and  love.     She  believed  —  he  betrayed  her. 

Lester.   What  is  this  to  me  ?     Who  did  the  maiden  wrong? 

Elpsy.  Hurtle  of  the  Red  Hand,  who,  returning  from  a  ravening 
enterprise,  had  taken  prisoner  the  Lady  of  Lester.  The  noble  lady 
gave  birth  to  a  son  in  Hurtel's  Tower,  —  two  mothers  and  two  babes  ! 
The  children  were  changed.  The  lady's  child  was  thrown  among  the 
rocks  to  die, —  Hurtel  by  its  mother  saved.  When  the  lord  returned, 
lie  kissed  the  babe  as  if  it  had  been  his  own,  and  took  it  home.  Dost 
dream,  Lord  of  Lester? 

Lester.  And  this  infant  — this  low-born  boy —  grew  up  within  the 
halls  of  castle  More  as  its  liege  lord  ? 

Elpsy.    It  did. 

Lester.  And  that  boy  stands  before  you  ? 

Elpsy.   He  does. 

Lester.  Who  knows  this  hellish  secret  besides  thyself? 

Elpsy.   None  but  thee. 

Lester.  You  will  swear  to  this,  and  swear  also  the  fisher-boy  knows 
not  of  his  birth  ? 

Elpsy.   I  do. 

Lester.   Then  with  thy  hellish  secret  die ! 

\_Crossing  R.  h.,  aims  a  blow  at  Elpsy,  which  she  avoids."] 

Elpsy.    (l.  h.)  Ha  !  ha  !  Lord  of  Lester  that  was  !  would  you  know 


CAPTAIN    KYD,    OR   THE   WIZARD    OF   THE   SEA.  11 

more  ?  Ask  the  dark  lady  of  the  rock,  who  most  thy  face  resembles. 
Speak  in  her  ear  the  name  of  Hurtle  of  the  Red  Hand  !  Follow  me 
not  !  lExit,  L.  H.,  2  E.] 

Lester.  Am  I  dreaming  ?  No  !  Often  hare  I  heard  by  peasants, 
that  I  had  wronged,  that  I  am  bastard!  'T  is  true,  'tis  true! 
True  ?  No  !  't  is  false  !  /  will  be  Lord  of  Lester  !  Ere  I  lose  my 
name,  perish  honor,  truth,  and  life  !  When  goes  the  name  of  Lester's 
Earl  from  me,  the  power  of  vengeance  in  heaven  or  hell  shall  find 
me  ready,  with  a  new  name,  to  do  such  deeds  as  fiends  would  quail  at  ! 
The  next  moment  decides  my  fate,  if  the  witch  speaks  true  !  Mark, 
the  fisher-boy,  beware  the  bastard  Robert  —  the  outlaw's  son  ! 

lExity  L.  E.] 


SCENE   IL  —  Sea-shore.     First  grooves.     Half  dark. 

Enter  Mark,  l.  h.  ,  1  e. 

Mark.  This  day  shall  end  my  servitude  to  poverty  !  Have  I  not  a 
soul,  a  mind?  May  I  not,  in  spite  of  nature,  yet  become  the  builder 
of  my  own  name  ?  I  dare  to  love,  and  love  high.  Will  she  requite 
the  daring  love  of  a  peasant  ?  No  ;  she  must  mate  with  her  mates, 
and  she  would  bid  me  mate  with  mine  !  I  may  rise.  Shall  I  stand 
idle  here,  and  see  the  haughty  Lester  bear  away  a  prize  of  which  he  is 
no  more  worthy  than  I  ?  I  will  perish  first.  The  sea  on  which  I  have 
been  cradled  is  open  before  me,  like  a  mother's  bosora,  welcoming  me 
to  its  embrace  ;  and  on  it  I  will  win  a  name  that  shall  hide  the  one  I 
wear,  and  lay  it  at  the  feet  of  her  who  would  scorn  me. 

Enter  Old  Man,  r.  h.,  1  b. 

Old  Man.    Mark  ? 

Mark.   Well. 

Old  Man.   Bo  you  know  who  speaks  to  you,  boy  ? 

Mark.   Yes,  I  do,  my  good  father.     Forgive  me. 

Old  Man.   Thou  wilt  not  go  away  ? 

Mark.   To  leave  thee  to  want  ?  —  never  ! 

Old  Man.  Bless  thee,  Mark  !  bless  thee  !  I  will  secure  the  boat, 
and  go  into  the  cabin.     Follow  me.  [Exit  Old  Man,  l.  ii.] 

Mark.  This  is  my  world,  these  rocks,  this  lonely  bay  —  yonder  hut 
my  palace — to  fish  for  daily  sustenance  my  pastime.  The  world 
was  made  for  others,  not  for  me  !  Must  I  endure  this  ?  Filial  love, 
filial  gratitude,  how  bitter  are  ye  !  {He  stands  lost  in  thought. 
Enter  Grace,  r.,  1  e.,  in  hood  and  cloak,  touching  his  shoulder. 
Mark  turns  to  her,  taking  off  his  cap.)  Lady,  seek  you  aught  in 
which  I  can  aid  you,  that  you  have  come  to  the  sea-side  in  this  lonely 
hour  ? 

Grace.   My  business  is  with  you  alone,  Mark. 

Mark.   Lady  Grace  ! 

Grace.   Grace  Fitzgerald  in  body  and  spirit. 

Mark.  Can  the  high-born  heiress  of  the  Earl  Fitzgerald  be  served 
by  one  so  humble  ? 

Grace.  I  have  not  come  to  command  your  service,  but  to  beg  a  favor 
of  you. 


12  CAPTAIN  KYD,  OR  THE  WIZARD  OR  THE  SEA. 

Mark.   Command  me,  lady. 

Grace.   Are  you  angry  with  Lord  Robert  ? 

Mark.   Can  I  forgive  him  ? 

Grace.    But  you  will  forgive  him  for  the  sake  of  my  cousin  Kate  ? 

Mark.  If  she  was  to  bid  me  kiss  his  hand  I  would  not  refuse 
her. 

Grace.  It  is  her  wish  that  you  should  bear  this  token  of  her  forgive- 
ness to  Lord  Robert.     You  see  it  is  tied  with  a  braid  of  her  own  hair. 

\_Gives  locket  to  Mark.] 

Mark.   Bear  this  from  her  to  him  ? 

Grace.   Yes. 

Mark.    Never  ! 

Grace.   Mark  ! 

.Mark.   Pardon  me  ;  but  you  know  what  it  is  to  be  — 

Grace.  Mark,  I  pity  you  from  my  heart.  Bear  this  packet  to 
Lord  Robert.  Deliver  it  into  his  own  hand,  and  leave  him  immedi- 
ately. In  the  morning  come  to  the  castle.  I  will  speak  to  the  Earl  to 
do  thee  good. 

Mark.  Dear  lady,  I  will  leave  this  message  for  him  at  Castle  More; 
but,  pardon  me,  lady,  if  I  decline  your  offer  to  serve  me. 

Grace.   Then  cousin  Kate  shall  make  it. 

Mark.    It  will  be  more  firmly  declined. 

Grace.  You  mean  you  dislike  my  cousin  Kate  so  much  that  you 
will  not  receive  any  favor  at  her  hands  ? 

Mark,  if  such  could  be  inferred  from  my  words,  I  recall  every  letter 
of  them. 

Grace.  Then  you  will  receive  no  favor  from  me,  cousin  Kate,  or 
her  ftither  ? 

Mark.  Lady,  the  memory  of  your  words  will  shine  like  a  star  of 
hope  to  guide  me  through  the  future.  For  your  sake  I  will  achieve 
whatever  man  can  accomplish. 

Grace.   Will  you  do  nothing  for  my  cousin  Kate  ? 

Mark.  There  is  little  hope  that  one  so  humble  is  ever  in  her 
thoughts. 

Grace.  Little  hope,  I  fear,  while  Lester  lives.  Think  not  now  of 
her  ;  think  not  of  love  now,  but  let  honor  be  your  idol.  Woo  fame  as 
your  bride.  There  is  one,  Mark,  who  would  rather  see  you  ennobled 
by  your  own  hand  than  —  no  matter  —  I  promised  Kate  you  would  do 
my  bidding.  I  have  said  too  much.  Fly  with  the  message,  if  you 
would  do  my  cousin  Kate  a  fivor,  and  if  you  would  value  my  —  that 
is  your  own  good,  —  get  into  no  quarrel. 

Mark.  I  promise  you,  lady,  I  will  work  out  for  myself  bright 
fortunes,  or  I  will  not  live  on  the  earth  where  I  must  be  inferior  to 
my  fellow-men.  {Cross  r.  h.)  Come,  lady,  I  will  attend  you  to  the 
path.  {^Exit  R.  H.,  1  E.] 


CAPTAIN  K.YD,  OB.  THE  WIZARD  OF  THE  SEA.  13 


SCENE  III.  —  Interior  of  the  ruined  Tower  of  Huriel  of  the  Red 
Hand.  Large  window,  c,  through  which  is  seen  the  sea  {moon- 
light). Balcony  crossing  behind  window,  3  G.  Music,  Enter 
Elpsy,  l.  h.,  2  E.,with  a  wand,  cautiously,  as  if  watching  some  one; 
crosses  and  exits,  e.  h.,  2  e.     Lester  enters,  l.,  2  e. 

Lester.  'T  was  my  fancy,  then.  No  matter.  'T  is  true  I  am  base- 
born  and  vile  !  Ha  !  this  must  be  the  tower  of  Hurtel  of  the  Red 
Hand.  I  will  take  possession  of  my  father's  towers,  with  the  inherit- 
ance of  his  name. 

Elpsy.    (Without.)   Ha  !  ha  !  ha  ! 

Lester.  Was  it  a  human  voice,  or  that  of  some  vile  imp  ?  Laugh 
on,  ye  demons,  laugh  on  !  laugh  on  ! 

Elpsy.  {Enter  R.,  2  e.)  Robert  of  Lester,  welcome  to  the  room 
which  first  welcomed  thee  to  light.  Where  you  now  stand  was  the  deed 
done  —  the  child  was  thrown  —  the  Lord  of  Lester  ! 

Lester.   Why  are  you  here,  wicked  woman  ? 

Elpsy.  I  fled,  lest  thou  shouldst  do  a  bloody  deed  —  thy  hand  smite 
me. 

Lester.  You  need  not  fear  me  now.  There  exists  no  longer  a 
motive  for  your  secrecy. 

Elpsy.  Hast  thou  breathed  to  mortal  ear  what  I  told  thee  of  thy 
birth? 

Lester.  I  have  ;  't  is  known  to  every  servitor,  from  hall  to  stable. 

Elpsy.  Then  hell  be  thy  portion  !  Accursed  be  thou,  Robert  Les- 
ter !  The  infernal  demon  has  prompted  thee  to  do  this  !  Didst  thou 
not  seek  to  slay  me,  that  thou  mightest  be  the  sole  keeper  of  thy  foul 
secret  ? 

Lester.  I  did  at  the  moment,  but  have  thought  better  of  it. 

Elpsy.    Why  was  not  my  tongue  withered  ere  I  told  thee  this  ? 

Lester.   Why  did  you  so  ? 

Elpsy.  To  lower  thy  pride.  I  did  not  think  thou  wouldst  have  used 
it  thus. 

Lester.  Woman,  who  is  my  mother? 

Elpsy.  I  will  not  tell  you. 

Lester.   Are  you? 

Elpsy.  Ha  !  ha  !  ha  !  do  I  look  like  the  gentle  maiden  that  won 
the  love  of  Hurtel  of  the  Red  Hand  ?  Are  these  matted  locks  tresses  of 
gold.  Is  my  voice  soft  and  musical  ?  Are  my  eyes  like  those  of  the 
gazelle  ?  Wilt  thou  acknowledge  thyself  the  son  of  the  witch  before 
thee? 

Lester.  No  ;  I  am  not  sunk  so  low  as  that !  I  defy  you,  woman, 
and  all  your  arts. 

Elpsy.  Yet  the  tales  of  my  deeds  have  made  thy  human  soul  shrink. 
What  is  thy  business  here  ?  To  take  possession  of  thy  father's  lands,  and 
prepare  the  castle  to  receive  its  future  mistress,  the  fair  Kate  of  Bella- 
mont? 

Lester.   Breathe  that  name  again,  woman,  and  I  will  take  thy  life  ! 

Elpsy.  Thou  art  now  thy  very  father's  image  —  a  bold,  bad  man, 
who  roved  the  Danish  seas  a  buccaneer.  Perhaps  like  him  thou  wilt  take 
to^  the  wave  and  earn  thy  fortune  in  blood.  Look,  the  sea  is  spread 
wide  before  thee.    {Pointing  off  through  window,  c.)    It  knows  not  of 


14  CAPTAIN  KYD,  OR  THE  "WIZARD   OF   THE   SEA 

thy  disgrace,  nor  has  it  a  voice  to  whisper  thy  infamy  ;  while  every 
bird,  tree,  and  stone,  and  everything  on  land,  will  seem  to  say,  *'  There 
goes  he  who  was  the  Lord  of  Lester."  IP  irate  vessel  is  seen  through 
window  i  crossing  from  l.  to  r.] 

Lester,   (l.  ii.)    Woman,  you  madden  me  ! 

Elpsy.  (r.  h.)  Look  there,  a  ship  to  waft  thee  to  thy  fortune,  far- 
away ;  't  is  a  brave  bark  ;  see  that  flash  of  light  upon  her  deck  ! 

Lester.  'T  is  the  glancing  of  the  moonbeam  on  steel.  Its  business 
on  the  sea  ? 

Elpsy.   To  rob,  pillage,  and  slay. 

Lester.   Ha  !  a  buccaneer. 

Elpsy.   A  Dane. 

Lester.  'T  is  but  another  name  for  pirate,  in  these  waters.  By  the 
cross  !  when  I  saw  the  glitter  of  steel  in  the  hands  of  its  crew,  I 
guessed  it. 

Elpsy.   Wilt  thou  now  link  thy  fate  with  theirs  ? 

Lester.  Am  I  not  fit  to  be  their  comrade  ?  What  am  I  ?  Are  they 
branded  with  shame?  so  am  I.  The  presence  of  that  ship  points  me 
to  the  course  I  should  pursue.  I  obey  the  fate  that  has  directed  it 
thither. 

Elpsy.  Wilt  thou  become  a  pirate  ?  —  yesterday  Lord  of  Lester,  to- 
day a  pirate  ! 

Lester.   Yes  !     [  Goes  tip  and  looks  out  of  window,  c] 

Elpsy.  Curse  the  tongue  that  told  thee  of  thy  birth  !  •  'T  was  pleas- 
ant to  tell  him  he  looked  so  like  his  father  !  (Lester  crosses  to  l.  h., 
and  is  going  off.  Elpsy  stops  him.)  Stay,  Robert,  where  wouldst 
thou  go  ? 

Lester.   The  crew  have  landed  ;  they  must  know  me. 

Elpsy.  (r.  h.)  Wouldst  thou  run  upon  thy  death?  They  would 
sheathe  their  cutlasses  in  thy  heart.     I  guess  their  business. 

Lester.   What? 

Elpsy.  'T  was  rumored  Hurtel  had  secreted  large  sums  of  silver 
and  gold  for  treasonable  purposes.  These  buccaneers  are  doubtless  ac- 
quainted with  the  secret. 

Lester.   Who  told  jo\i  this? 

Elpsy.   Rumor,  said  I  not  ? 

Lester.  My  father's  treasure  I  will  guard.  Woman,  if  they  are  my 
father's  friends  who  come,  they  must  be  mine. 

\_j\lusic.  Elpsy  retires,  r.,  2  e.  Lester  goes  up  to  balcony,  observes 
the  movements  of  the  pirates,  then  retires,  r.,  2  e.  Pause.  Turill 
appears  at  balcony,  c,  comes  down,  then  goes  to  balcony  ;  beckons 
on  Evans  and  Cab.l from  balcony.'] 

Turill.  This  is  the  very  spot ;  now  to  find  the  trap.  Open  your 
lantern,  Carl.  I  hope  Hurtel's  ghost  will  not  be  guarding  the  box. 
Let  me  see  —  four  paces  from  the  wall,  then  turn  east  —  that 's  it  I 

Lester.    {Appears,  r.,  3  e.,  and  stands  on  trap.)  Forbear  ! 

[Carl  and  Evans  run  to  balcony.] 

Turill,  The  ghost  of  Hurtel,  by  all  that 's  good  !  Come  back, 
Evans  !  Carl,  give  me  that  lantern  —  cowards  !  (Carl  comes  down, 
and  gives  lantern  to  Turill,  vjho  opens  it  and  looks  at  Lester.)  Com- 
rade, you  have  grown  y«:ung  in  the  other  world  ;  there  is  no  mistak- 


CAPTAIN   KYD,  OR   THE   WIZARD    OF    THE   SEA.  15 

iiig  the  cut  of  your  eye  ;  so  suppose  we  shake  hands,  and,  after  we  get 
the  chest  on  board,  Ave  '11  empty  a  can  and  spin  a  yarn  before  the  cock 
crows.  Never  mind  if  your  hands  are  cold.  {Shakes  hands.)  Warm, 
by  the  bones  of  St.  Nick  !  I  'm  sorry  for  you,  but  I  7nust  have  the 
guilders.     Just  step  off  the  slab  till  we  get  the  box  out. 

Lester.  I  am  no  spirit,  but  a  habitant  of  this  world.  I  would  take 
service  with  you  and  follow  your  fortunes  on  the  sea. 

Turin.  That  alters  the  case  ;  but  what  are  you  doing  here,  just  on 
that  stone,  guarding  Hurtel's  treasures  ?     Who  are  you  ? 

Lester.    His  son  ! 

Turin.  The  devil  !  I  remember  your  hatching.  I  suppose,  then, 
you  claim  the  gold  ? 

Lester.   No  ;  I  would  follow  your  fortune. 

Turill.   Do  you  know  what  fortune  I  follow  ? 

Lester.  I  care  not,  so  there  is  work  for  a  free  hand  and  a  ready 
spirit. 

Turill.  A  chip  of  the  old  block.  There  's  my  hand  to  it ;  you  shall 
go  with  me  for  your  father's  sake.  Why,  you  are  like  him  as  one 
marlinspike  is  to  another.  (Lester  crosses  to  L.  h.)  Come,  bear  a 
hand,  boys,  to  hold  up  the  edge  of  the  stone.  (Carl  and  Evans  go  to 
the  trap,  and  try  to  open  the  slide,  r.,  3  e.)  Stop,  I  forgot  the  spring. 
{.Music.  He  touches  the  spring,  and  opens  it  slowhj.  Opens  the  lid 
of  the  box,  and  takes  out.)     Here  it  is,  and  his  dagger  too. 

Lester.   Let  me  see  that  weapon. 

[Turill  ^tves  Lester  the  weapon."] 

Turill.  That  belonged  to  Hurtel  of  the  Red  Hand  ;  it  shall  be 
thine,  young  man.  Holding  it  with  that  grasp,  as  you  do  now,  in  the 
flash  of  that  kindling  eye,  I  would  swear  my  old  comrade  stood  before 
me.  Keep  it  for  your  father's  sake  ;  he  knew  its  use,  and  if  you  are 
long  under  me  — 

Lester*   Under  you  !  — 

Turill.  Ha  !  I  like  that.  Better  men  than  I  will  soon  be  under 
you  !     Heave  away,  boys  ;  carry  it  to  the  boat. 

l^Music.     CxviJj  and  Evans  lift  the  box  from  trap  with  the  assistance 
of  Turill,  and  take  it  off"  through  c] 

Turill.  Hallo,  there,  men  !  Obey  this  young  man  ;  he  is  my  first 
lieutenant.  (Lester  goes  off  through  c,  Turill  is  going  off  at  c, 
when  Elpsy  enters,  r.  h.,  and  stops  him.)   Who  art  thou?    (l.  c.) 

Elpsy.    (r.  h.  )    I  would  speak  to  thee,  Edmund  TuriU. 

Turill.   How  knowest  thou  me  ? 

Elpsy.   It  matters  not.     That  youth  goes  with  thee  ? 

Turill.   He  does. 

Elpsy.  See  that  he  receive  no  ill  from  thy  hands.  Swear  it,  or,  if 
thou  dost  not,  thou  shalt  feel  my  power  !  Wouldst  thou  have  fair 
winds,  1  will  make  them  foul  ;  wouldst  thou  have  a  smooth  sea,  I  will 
make  it  boil  and  hiss  ;  wilt  say  a  prayer,  I  will  turn  it  to  a  curse  ! 

Turill.  Avaunt,  sorceress  !  Ho  there  !  my  men.  {Music.  All 
the  pirates  rush  on  from  c.  and  down  l.  h.)  Cut  her  down  !  {The 
pirates  draw  their  cutlasses,  and  are  rushing  towards  Elpsy  as  Les- 
ter rushes  on  from  c,  and  interposes.) 

Lester.   Stay  !  witch,  fiend,  as  she  is,  harm  her  not ! 


16  CAPTAIN   KYD,  OR   THE   WIZARD   OP   THE   SEA. 

Elpsy.  I  do  not  thank  Robert  More.  {Crosses  to  Turill.)  Know 
me.     (  Whispers  to  fiim.) 

Turill.    (L.  c.)    Thou  ! 

Elpsy.  (c.)  Ay,  I  am,  indeed.  I  have  work  to  do  ere  morning  ! 
Farewell !  Robert  Lester,  thou  shalt  be  captain  of  these  men.  The  world 
shall  tremble  at  thy  name.  {Goes  up  c.  To  Turill.)  Remember  ! 
{He  shrinks  back  from  her  gaze.     She  exits  c.) 

Turill.  Shout,  men,  for  Robert,  son  of  Hurtel  of  the  Red  Hand  ! 
Give  the  old  castle  a  merry  farewell,  then  to  sea,  and  a  fair  wind  to 
the  buccaneer.      {The  pirates  give  three  cheers.'\ 

Lester.  Show  me  your  bark.  Would  you  have  a  chief  who  fears 
neither  hell  here  nor  hereafter,  he  stands  before  you.  Your  black 
flag  shall  be  my  banner.  Men  shall  know  me  as  the  Sea  King,  son 
of  Hurtel  of  the  Red  Hand.  I  will  win  such  a  name,  that,  be  my 
father  in  heaven  or  hell,  he  shall  own  me  as  blood  of  his  blood,  bone 
of  his  bone,  flesh  of  his  flesh.  The  witch  has  rightly  spoken.  My 
mother  that  I  have  loved  is  not  my  mother  !  The  maiden  that  was  to 
be  my  bride  is  not  my  bride  !  I  am  wedded  now  to  deeds  of  darkness. 
Through  life  I  wade  in  blood !     Come  on  board  ! 

[Music.  Lawrence  and  Carl,  with  six  other  pirates,  cross  behind  to 
R.  H.  very  quick.  Loff,  Evans,  and  six  pirates  on  l.  h.  Turill 
L.  c.  Lester  r.  k.  of  c.  A  pirate  at  back,  c,  with  a  black  flag 
with  death's-head  and  cross-bones  on  either  side."] 

Finale. 

Huzza  !  huzza  !  three  cheers, 
A  brother  joins  our  crew  ; 
Companion  and  leader,  we  bow,  we  bow  to  you , 

Your  word  be  our  law 

On  sea  or  on  shore  ; 
We  be  true  as  we  are  free  buccaneers. 

The  black  flag  we  '11  wave 

{Pirate  waves  fiag  at  hack.) 

O'er  us,  rovers  free  5 

To  the  son  of  the  E.ed  Hand 

Three  cheers  ; 
The  oath,  the  oath,  by  us,  till  death  to  stand  — 

\_Music  changes.  Lester  asks  of  Turill  if  he  must  swear.  Turill, 
in  action,  says  Yes.  Lester  shrinks  with  terror  from  him.  All 
the  pirates  draw  their  cutlasses,  and  point  thern  towards  Lester, 
who  is  in  c.  Lester  comes  forward,  takes  off  his  cap,  kneels^ 
draws  his  sword;  at  the  finish  of  the  music,  swears,  drops  his 
sword.J 

Finale,  continued. 

Then  hail,  0  Kyd,  on  sea  or  on  land  ! 

[  When  the  chorus  begins  again  Kyd  rises,  puts  on  his  cap,  goes  up 
stage  in  c.  The  pirates  sheathe  their  swords,  then  take  off  their 
caps,  wave  them,  put  them  on  again,  then  all  join  hands  together, 
Kyd  and  Turill  in  c,  as  far  up  as  3  e.,  forming  half -moon.  Kyd 
takes  R.  H.  corner.  Turill  throws  the  black  flag  towards  him.  Kyd 
catches  it,  picks  up  his  sword,  and  goes  up  stage.  Turill  and  Kyd 
at  c,  Kyd  pointing  with  his  sword  to  the  black  flag.  The  other 
pirates  form  the  half -circle.  Ring  down  asfinale.l 
End  of  Act  L 


* 


ACT     II.  — THE    EFFECT. 

[TIME,  1699.] 


'T  was  in  the  Third  King  William's  time, 

When  many  a  pirate  bold 
Committed  on  the  seas  the  crime 

Of  shedding  blood  for  gold. 

My  name  is  Captain  Kyd,  as  I  sailed,  as  I  sailed, 

My  name  is  Captain  Kyd, 
And  so  wickedly  I  did, 

All  laws  I  did  forbid,  as  I  sailed. 


SCENE  I.  —  J^ew  York  Bay,  On  the  s.  h.  a  set  Dutch  house,  being 
the  public  house  kept  by  Jost  Stoll  ;  across  the  stage  a  parapet 
with  cannon.  Long  benches  on  l.  h.  Vandersplocken,  Vander, 
ScHENCK,  with  other  Dutchmen  and  citizens,  are  discovered  smok- 
ing.    Time  about  sunset.     (Music.) 

Omnes.  Ha  !  ha  !  ha  !  ha  ! 

Vandersplocken.  Well,  Mynheer,  tell  us  more  about  this  Kyd.  He 
is  der  tyfil !  Vare  is  the  Yankee  captain,  Mynheer  Hemlock,  dat  is  to 
put  us  under  guard  ? 

Schenck.  It  is  all  de  nonsense  to  send  de  ship  to  catch  de  Kyd  !  I 
believe  de  buccaneer  has  taken  de  king's  ship,  instead  of  de  king's 
ship  take  de  buccaneer.     The  black  rogue  will  blow  up  his  ship  first. 

Vander.   Is  he  black,  den  ? 

Schenck.   Not  in  de  face,  put  in  de  heart.     I  met  him  once. 

Omnes.   Tell  us  of  dat  time,  Schenck. 

Schenck.  We  vas  both  of  us  in  Long  Island  Sound,  he  won  side,  I 
vas  te  'toder.  I  see  his  craft,  vith  fifty  men,  putting  in  a  spar.  I 
vas  looking,  and  by  and  by  a  handsome  young  man  touch  me  on  the 
shoulder.  Says  he,  **  How  do  you  do?  You  like  my  craft?  "  Says  I, 
"  Vat  is  the  name  of  de  craft  ?  "  Says  he,  *'  Come  on  board  ;  "  and 
I  did.     Say  he,  "  De  Silver  Arrow." 

Vander.   Veil,  vat  come  den  ? 

Schenck.  He  offered  me  some  gin.  Says  he,  "  Skipper,  fill  !  I  give 
you  a  toast.  Here's  the  health  of  Kyd."  Says  I,  "Never!  I'd 
drink  the  tyfle's  health  first." 

Omnes,   Veil,  vot  next? 
2 


CAPTAIN  KYD,  OR  THE  WIZARD   OF   THE  SEA.  18 

Schenck.  His  eyes  flashed  like  a  cat's.  He  seized  his  pistols ;  den  he 
laugh,  and  said,  "  Drink  my  health."  And  1  did,  and  it  vas  very  good 
gin,  I  tell  you. 

Omnes.   Veil,  Yot  next  ? 

Schenck.  Den  says  he,  "  7  am  Kyd;  "  and  sent  his  men  to  help  me 
put  m  my  bowsprit,  and  give  me  this  silver  arrow.     (Showing  it). 

Vander.  Dat  is  very  good.  "  Respect  the  sign  — Kyd."  Very  good, 
very  strange. 

Schenck.  He  has  saved  my  cargo.  Here  comes  Frau  Stoll.  {Enter 
Frau  Stoll /roTTi  house,  l.  h.)  Donder  and  blitzens,!  don't  believe  he 
is  a  fool. 

Stoll.   What  !  Kyd  ?    Did  n't  he  eat  a  lady's  heart  ? 

Enter  Hemlock, /roTTi  house  down  r.  c. 

Hemlock.   No  ;  if  he  did  I  'm  a  Dutchman,  by  Judas ! 
Schenck.   Vat  is  Dutchman  ? 

\,All  the  DutchMen  rise  and  seize  He3ilock.     Just  Stoll  interposes.'^ 

Stoll.   (c.)   Don't  quarrel  —  don't  quarrel  ! 

IThe  Dutchmen  and  citizens  get  l.  h.] 

Hemlock,  (r.  c.)  Don't  quarrel  with  me.  I  'm  captain  of  the 
watch-guard,  and  I  command  you  all  to  fall  in. 

Stoll.  Stop,  Mr.  Hemlock  ;  they  were  speaking  of  Kyd.  He  's  a 
devil.  The  last  time  he  was  here  he  got  evil  charms  from  the  witch 
of  Hell  Gate. 

Hemlock.  Now,  as  your  commanding  officer,  I  could  order  you  to 
ftill  in,  and  fine  you  for  disobedience  of  orders,  if  you  didn't  obey  ;  but 
before  you  begin  to  train,  if  you  want  to  know  anything  about  Kyd,  I 
guess  I  can  give  you  a  wrinkle  on  that  point. 

Stoll.   Come,  Mr.  Hemlock,  let  us  hear  it.     Bring  down  the  benches. 

{^Dutchmen  bring  them  down.     All  seat  themselves.    Hemlock,  c] 

Hemlock.  Well,  get  the  beer  ready,  and  then  my  story.  (Jost 
Stoll  goe%  into  the  house  and  returns  with  a  jug  of  beer  ^  and  gives  it  to 
Hemlock.)  Then  we  '11  fix  the  watch  for  to-night.  Are  your  guns 
ready  ? 

Omnes.   Yes,  all  ready. 

Hemlock.  I  commanded  the  Lovely  Nancy  ;  and  I  was  pushing  her 
through  the  gate  as  hard  as  I  could,  one  night.  All  at  once  the  tide 
turned,  and,  as  I  came  to  an  anchor  'longside  the  hut  of  the  witch,  I 
felt  kind  o'  neighborly  ;  and  then  I  did  n't  know  who  lived  there. 
And  I  thought  I  would  go  and  scrape  acquaintance  with  somebody. 
Pretty  soon  I  began  to  smell  brimstone  eternally  strong,  by  Judas  !  I 
looked  in,  and  I  saw  the  old  witch  and  Captain  Kyd —  as  I  found  out 
afterwards  —  going  through  the  most  pokerish  acting  helli6cations 
you  ever  hearn  tell  on.  'Twas  a  sin  to  death  what  I  seed.  Big  devils 
and  little  ones,  he-goblins  and  she-hobgoblins.  I  thought  the  world 
was  coming  to  an  end.  It  lifted  me  right  out  of  my  boots,  and  my 
hat  stood  right  on  top  of  three  hairs,  clear  up  on  end,  just  like  a  cat's 
back  when  she  is  wrathy.  As  soon  as  I  could,  I  started,  and  if  I  did 
not  show  them  some  pretty  tall  walking,  why,  my  legs  an't  good  at 


CAPTAIN    KYD,    OR   THE   WIZARD   OF    THE   SEA.  19 

it.     I  expected  nothing  would  be  left  of  me  but  my  eyebrows  and 
shirt-collar,  by  Judas  ! 

Schenck.    She  is  one  witch  woman  —  she  should  be  burnt  alive. 

Hemlock.  I  know  how  to  cure  a  witch.  I  did  not  live  in  Salem 
town  for  nothing,  I  guess.  But  come,  Jost  Stoll,  let  the  gals  bring  out 
the  guns,  and  then  fall  in  for  exercise  and  order. 

Jost  Stoll.  Yes,  the  gals  may  come  out  and  see  you  go  through  your 
exercise.  \_Exit  into  house.'] 

Hemlock.  Now,  citizens,  the  order  is  for  every  good  man  and  true  to 
be  provided  with  a  good  fire-lock  and  six  balls,  and  each  to  take  his  turn 
at  the  gate.  Now,  Vandersplocken,  come,  —  all  of  you,  —  let 's  get  to 
work,  and  then  we  '11  go  in  and  drink  and  smoke  as  much  as  you  are 
a  mind  to.  Bring  out  the  guns,  gals.  (  Girls  enter  from  house  with 
guns,  which  they  give  to  the  Dutchmen.)  Now,  gals,  stand  out  of  the 
way.  {Girls  cross  to  r.  n.)  We'll  have  some  pretty  tall  drilling, 
by  Judas  !     Come,  Ml  in,  men  !    Attention  !     Shoulder  arms  ! 

[The  Dutchmen  aliform  on  l.  h.] 

Vandersplocken.  Schenck  has  got  my  place. 

Schenck.  I  was  next  to  Vandersplocken. 

[The  girls  all  laugh  at  the  Dutchmen."] 

Hemlock.  Say,  gals,  if  you  don't  shut  up  your  mouths,  I  will  dismiss 
the  whole  corps,  and  fine  you  pretty  tall,  by  Judas  !  ( Girls  laugh 
very  loud.)     Shut  up  your  twitter-boxes,  or  I  '11  fine  you,  by  Judas  ! 

Schenck.    (l.  h.)    Come,  men,  mind  and  march  good. 

Hemlock.   Shoulder  arms  !     Forward  march  ! 

[The  Dutchmen  cross  and  march  all  ways.] 

Hemlock.  Stop  !  stop  !  Hold  on  I  If  the  enemy  appear,  the  Kyd 
or  the  devil.  [The  Dutchmen  crowd  around  Hemlock.] 

Schenck.  (l.  c.)  We  don't  fear  dem,  nor  de  vitch.  Ve  vill  shoot 
her  with  a  silver  pullet. 

Enter  EhTSYfrom  R.,  3  e.,  comes  down  c. 

Elpsy.  Out,  ye  hounds  !  (Music.  All  run  but  Hemlock.  The 
girls  scream,  and  run  around  into  the  house.  The  Dutchmen  fall 
down  over  one  another,  and  finally  exit  in  house.  Elpsy  goes  to  the 
door  and  knocks  with  her  staff.)     Ho,  there,  Jost,  give  me  some  ale  ! 

Hemlock.  Well,  she  's  too  ugly  to  drink.  If  she  's  not  the  devil's 
wife,  she  's  his  widow. 

Elpsy.  Will  he  never  come?  [Gun fired.] 

Dutchmen.    {In  house.)    A  sail !  a  sail  ! 

Hemlock.   Yes  !  and,  by  Judas,  't  is  the  Kyd  ! 

All  the  Dutchmen  enter  from  house. 

Schenck.    'T  is  the  Ger  Falcon. 

Omnes.    {  Up  stage  and  looking  off.)     No  ;  'tis  the  Kyd. 
Schenck.    {Coming  down  l.  c.)  I  shall  go  honae  and  lock  up  my 
wife. 

[Jost  Stoll  enters  from  house  with  Jug  of  ale.  Dutchmen  clear  stage."] 

Stoll.    Come,  neighbors,  don't  go  yet.     The  king's  ship  is  coming. 


20  CAPTAIN    KYD,  OR   THE    WIZARD    OF   THE   SEA. 

Her  crew  will  come  to  my  house.     Here  is  your  ale  {to  Elpsy).     You 
won't  mind  if  we  have  a  dance?     Come,  girls. 

Girls  reenter  from  the  house. 

Hemlock,  (l.  h.)  What  would  my  sweetheart,  Patience,  say  if  she 
only  knew  I  was  dancing  with  these  gals,  with  such  short  gowns  on  ? 
It 's  next  door  to  going  without  clothes,  faith  !  I  am  away  from 
Connecticut  now,  and  I  will  have  a  pretty  tall  shave  down,  by  Judas  ! 

\_Munc.  Dance  by  Hemlock,  Dutchmen  and  peasant  girls.  Elpsy 
has  seated  herself  on  gun  up  stage,  looking  down  the  bay.  At  the 
end  of  dance  the  Dutchmen  and  girls  exit  into  house.  Hemlock 
follows.'\ 

Schenck.  Come,  Vandersplocken,  I  will  go  home  and  lock  up  my 
wife. 

Vandersplocken,  Yes,  and  I  will  go  home  and  get  some  schnaps. 
{Exit,  R.,  1  E.,  taking  their  guns  with  them.'] 
Elpsy.  {Coming forward,  c.)  'Tis  he  !  this  is  the  day  he  said  he 
would  return.  Now  will  I  bring  about  that  I  have  labored  live  long 
years  to  accomplish.  His  vessel  has  anchored  —  his  boat  has  put  for  the 
shore.  This  night  much  may  be  done.  Brave  as  he  is  wicked.  Ha  ! 
he  comes. 

[Music.     Elpsy  retires,  L.  u.  u.  E.     ^Ai^er  Robert  Kyd,  r.  n.  u.  e., 

in  a  cloak.     He  crosses  to  l.  h.     Elpsy  comes  down  l.  h.  c.     She 

touches  him.     He  seizes  Elpsy   by   the   throat,  and  puts  a  pistol 

to  her  breast.] 

Kyd.    Ha  !  Elpsy,  is  it  thou  ?     What  would  you  ? 

Elpsy.   The  fulfilment  of  thy  promise. 

Kyd.    Have  they  come  ? 

Elpsy.  All ;  five  weeks  since.  The  ship  that  bore  them  is  moored 
in  the  bay.     All,  even  the  lady  of  Lester. 

Kyd.   I  would  see  her,  Elpsy. 

Elpsy.   Thou  hadst  better  not. 

Kyd.  (r.  n.)  I  am  ready  to  fulfil  the  vow  I  made  to  thee  a  few 
months  ago,  in  expectation  of  her  arrival,  and  assert  my  claim  to  the 
title  and  rank  of  Lester. 

Elpsy.  And  to  this  title  seek  to  annex  that  of  the  house  of  Bella- 
mont. 

Kyd.  I  have  loved  the  maiden  well.  Never  have  I  ceased  to  think 
of  her;  while  I  have  been  in  the  hottest  fight,  and  blood  streaming  in  a 
tide  from  hundreds  of  wounds,  I  thought  of  Kate  and  my  early  days. 
Elpsy,  none,  save  you,  know  that  I  am  not  the  true  Lester  ? 

Elpsy.  None.  None  know  what  I  have  done  for  thee.  Lady  Lester, 
still  mourns  you  for  her  son. 

Kyd.    Tliis  Mark  Meredith  ? 

Elpsy.  Did  not  I  prevent  him  going  to  Castle  More,  and  send  him 
to  sea,  where  he  was  lost? 

Kyd.    Can  you  prove  his  loss  ? 

Elpsy.  His  name  appeared  in  every  print,  as  one  lost  in  a  king's 
ship  that  went  down  in  a  storm  four  years  ago. 

Kyd.  Then  I  am  the  only  claimant.  Yet  he  was  a  brave  lad  ! 
Does  Lady  Lester  know  that  you  are  here  ? 


CAPTAIN  KYD,  OR  THE  WIZAKD  OF  THE  SEA.  21 

Elpsy.  And  if  she  did?  Was  I  not  tried,  and  no  charge  proved 
against  me  ?  Law  cannot  reach  me,  and  man  unaided  by  it  dare  not. 
I  reign  here  ;  I  raise  the  storm,  I  rule  the  wind  !  They  fear  me  ! 
Thou,  the  terror  of  the  sea,  the  Kyd,  whose  name  and  blood  are 
never  separated,  thou  dost  acknowledge  my  power  ! 

Kyd,   I  do,  Elpsy. 

Elpsy.   Then  woo  Kate  of  Bellamont. 

Kyd.   If  she  will  not  listen  to  me? 

Elpsy.  She  will.  I  will  take  her  with  thee  to  thy  vessel.  Once 
there,  thy  will  must  be  her  will.  I  will  never  give  thee  rest,  on  sea  or 
land,  till  thou  art  the  acknowledged  Lord  of  Lester  !  Go,  when  thou 
seest  the  light  burning  in  yonder  window.  It  is  her  chamber.  When 
thou  hast  spoken  to  her,  come  to  my  hut.  See  thou  art  with  me  at  the 
midnight  hour. 

Hemlock.    {In  house.)    More  gin  !  more  gin  ! 

Elpsy.    Away,  I  hear  a  stir  in  the  inn. 

Kyd.  I  will  see  her  ;  then  meet  you  at  your  hut.  {Cross  r.  h.) 
Elpsy,  beware  how  you  deceive  me  1  [Exity  r.  h.,  2  e.] 

Elpsy.  I  will  listen.  There  may  be  danger  brooding  here  against 
the  Kyd.     Who  comes  ? 

[Elpsy  retires.    Hemlock  enters  from,  house,  drunk.'] 

Hemlock.  I  thought  so.  I  have  got  purty  tall  drunk,  by  Judas  ! 
When  I  'm  drunk,  I  'm  brave.  I  '11  follow  that  witch,  and  I  '11  see 
what  she  and  Kyd  have  to  do  together.  I  '11  trap  him.  (Elpsy  ad- 
vances, R.  c.)  That  Dutchman's  gin  is  as  strong  as  his  daughter,  and 
both  play  the  divil  with  me —  which  is  the  way  home  ?  0  !  this  way, 
by  Judas  ! 

[Elpsy  has  been  up  the  stage  watching,  now  comes  doivn  and  stands 
R.  c.     Hemlock  is  going  off,  r.  h.,  2  e.,  runs  against  Elpsy.] 

Elpsy.  (r.  h.)  Hence,  or  I'll  curse  thee!  Follow  me  not,  or 
dread  the  vengeance  of  the  witch  of  Hell  Gate  !      [Exit,  r.  h.,  3  e.] 

Hemlock.  Curse  you  !  No  !  they  must  have  put  gin  into  my  beer, 
and  purty  tall  gin,  too  !  I  '11  take  myself  up,  and  put  myself  into  the 
watch-house  for  being  drunk.  ( Staggers  against  wing,  l.  h.  )  Look 
here  !  when  you  see  a  gentleman  coming  you  should  stand  out  of  the 
way  ;  if  you  had  any  politeness  you  would,  by  Judas  I 

[Exit,  L.  H.] 

SCENE  II.  —  A  Street.     The  Walls  and  Gates  of  a  City. 

Enter  Schenck  and  Vandersplocken  with  guns,  and  smoking  their 
pipes,  1  E.  R.  H. 

Schenck.  'Tis  eight  of  the  clock.  'T  is  time  ve  vas  off  guard.  Ha  ! 
I  hear  something  ! 

Vandersplocken.   Vat  yon  hesr  ?  eh  ? 

Schenck.   Footsteps  along  the  wall.     No  !  liey  ! 

Vandersplocken.  (l.  h.)  'Tis  de  pigs  ;  and  if  it  vash  de  peopli^h, 
vot  matter,  so  dey  be  inside  ov  te  vail  ? 

Schenck.    (r.  u.)   Ve  lets  nobody  in,  and  ve  lets  nobody  out.     Vat 


22  CAPTAIN    KYD,  OR   THE   WIZARD   OF    THE   SEA. 

Tas  de  passTTord,  Vandersplocken  ?  I  vas  light  my  pipe  vid  de  paper 
te  captain  left  wid  me. 

Vandersplocken.   Veil,  it  is  York. 

Schenck.   Bat  is  not  goot.     It  should  be  New  Amsterdam. 

Vandersplocken.  If  de  peoplish  say  one  or  de  other,  ve  shall  let 
them  in.     Eh  ? 

Schenck.   Yes.     Eh  !  te  vitch  !  te  tyfle  ! 

{.Music.  Enter  Elpsy,  l.  h.,  1  e.  Schenck  and  Vandersplocken  go 
up  to  the  gate  in  c.  Schenck  presents  the  butt  end  of  his  gun,  and 
Vandersplocken  presents  a  bottle. 

Elpsy.  (l.  h.)  Let  me  forth  !  Will  ye  not  unbar,  knaves?  Are  yz 
to  keep  watch  and  guard  on  a  city's  gates  ?     Unbolt  I 

Schenck.    (b.  c.)  Shall  we  let  her  go  ? 

Vandersplocken.  (r.)  Yaw  !  it  vas  petter  to  have  her  on  de  out- 
side, comrade. 

Schenck.  So  it  vill.  Ve  has  petter  let  her  out.  I  vill  see  if  she 
knows  de  vord.     Vat  ish  de  password,  eh  ? 

Elpsy.  I  give  neither  password  nor  countersign.  I  go  and  come  as 
I  list,  and  no  man  shall   hinder  me.     Stand  aside  ! 

\^She  strikes  them  with  her  wand,  unbars  the  gate  in  c,  and  rushes 
through.] 

Schenck.   Ve  must  let  her  go  without  the  password. 

Vandersplocken.   No,  comrade  ;  ve  shall  be  shot ! 

Schenck.  And  hanged,  too!  {They  rush  up  to  the  gate.  ElpSY 
closes  it  in  their  faces.)     The  tyvil !     It  is  locked  inside  ! 

Vandersplocken.   And  she  did  not  say  York  ? 

Schenck.  No  ;  nor  New  Amsterdam  neider.  There  is  no  need  of 
keeping  guard,  comrade  ;  nobody  can  get  in. 

Vandersplocken.   Thunder  !  no  more  dey  can,  hey  ! 

Schenck.   Tyfil  !  no  !     Ve  vill  go  and  get  some  schistam  ! 

Vandersplocken.   So  ve  vill,  and  some  fresh  pipes,  too. 

\_They  shoulder  their  guns  and  exit,  R.,  1  e.] 

SCENE  in.  —  An  old-fashioned  Apartment,  with  centre  windows  and 

balcony.  Handsome  curtains  at  window,  backed  by  moonlight 
waters,  and  the  furniture  of  the  apartment  antique.  A  sofa,  r.  h. 
On  the  Jloor,  b.  c,  a  silk  Jlag,  with  a  toar^s  head,  pierced  with 
an  arrow.  Table  and  two  Gothic  chairs,  l.  h.  Handsome  can- 
dlcsticks  on  table.     Kate  discovered  looking  through  the  window. 

Kate.  No,  it  is  not  he.  Such  was  not  the  fashion  of  his  sails  ;  nor 
does  the  flag  of  England  fly  from  Lis  ra?..st-]iead,  as  it  was  wont  to  do. 
0,  that  he  would  return  and  relieve  my  anxious  watchmgs  !  Yet, 
p.'rhaps,  this  stranger  may  bring  news  of  him.  (Munic.  Kate  takes 
up  the  flag  and  puts  it  on  the  table,  l.  u.  A  niver  arrov;  is  thrown 
into  the  window.  Kate  starts  and  picks  if  up.)  A  silver  an«-)w  ! 
What  can  it  mean  ?  ''  Field  of  Arcbjry,  ChS'lc  Cn,  May,  1694.'*  Mer- 
eixJ  heavens  !  it  is  tiie  same  —  w]^o  can  have  done  this  !  Whence 
couit2  it  ?     'T  is  Lester  ! 

[Kyd,  fftsr  throwing  the  arrow,  appears  at  the  balcony.'^ 


CAPTAIN   KYD,  OR   THE   WIZARD   OF   THE   SEA.  23 

Kyd,   It  is  Lester  ! 

Kate.  Stand,  sir  !  Whoever  thou  art,  approach  no  nearer,  or  I 
alarm  the  house  !  (Kyd  has  by  this  time  come  down,  and  is  kneeling 
at  her  feet.)     Robert  of  Lester  ! 

Kyd.    I  am  he. 

Kate.   Leave  me,  sir. 

Kyd.    Dearest  Kate  — 

Kate.  Robert  of  Lester,  I  bid  you  leave  me.  Your  presence  is  an 
intrusion,  sir  ! 

Kyd.  Have  you  forgotten,  Kate,  how  we  have  rambled,  entwined  in 
each  other's  arms,  as  we  walked  along  the  shore  of  Castle  Cor  ?  —  how 
we  loved  one  another  ? 

Kate.   Robert  !  Robert  ! 

Kyd.  Will  you  spurn  him?     You  have  loved,  and  still  love. 

Kate.  Hold  !  I  love  thee  not  !  A  maiden  may  once  love,  and,  find- 
ing she  has  loved  unworthily,  hate. 

Kyd.  Dearest  Kate,  at  one  moment  terror  is  depicted  on  your  face  ; 
at  another,  tenderness.     It  could  not  be  thus  if  your  scorned  me. 

Kate.  Robert,  I  cannot  listen  to  you  !  'T  is  dangerous  if  —  if  I  did 
love  thee  still  !     Thy  crimes  — 

Kyd.    Ha  !  do  you  know  me  ? 

Kate.   I  do  as  the  Kyd,  the  pirate  Kyd. 

Kyd,    {Fiercely.)    Who  told  thee  this? 

Kate.    Elpsy. 

Kyd.  AVhen? 

Kate.   Yesterday. 

Kyd.  The  foul  fiend  I  I  can  no  longer  woo  her  as  Lester  !  Ten 
minutes  since,  this  false  witch  told  me  the  lie  !  AVere  I  the  Kyd,  am 
I  the  fiend  that  gossip  makes  me  ? 

Kate.  Thou  art  no  longer  Lester.  In  thee  alone  I  see  the  terrible 
Kyd.  Shame  !  that  a  noble,  for  a  light  word  spoken  by  a  spirited 
maiden  in  anger,  should  thus  have  cast  himself  away  ! 

Kyd.  Thou  dost  yet  believe  me  to  be  Lester  ;  but  — 

Kate.  I  will  hear  no  palliation.  Thou  didst  leave  me,  therefore  we 
are  no  longer  aught  to  each  other. 

Kyd.   There  was  an  insuperable  barrier,  a  dark  stain  — 

Kate.  I  no  longer  love  thee,  Robert !  and,  if  I  did,  crime  on  thy  part 
\\Si&  placed  between  us  a  wall  as  high  as  heaven. 

Kyd.    ( Taking  her  hand.)    Dear  Lady  Kate  ! 

Kate.  Release  my  hand  !  and  remember,  when  you  fashion  your 
speech,  that  you  address  Lady  Catharine  of  Beliamont. 

Kyd.  Do  you  believe  the  tales  of  crime  men  charge  me  with  ?  stiU 
less  the  lies  of  that  false  witch  ? 

Kate.  Thou  canst  say  nothing  I  will  believe.  He  who  told  me  thy 
cruel  deeds  is  as  thou  wert  once  —  the  soul  of  truth  and  honor. 

Kyd.   Who  is  this  man  of  honor  ? 

Kate.  A  naval  officer,  who  was  taken  prisoner  in  the  Indian  seas  by 
a  rover,  and  afterwards  made  his  escape  by  stratagem. 

Kyd.   This  rcver  was  — 

Kate.   Robert  Kyd. 

Kyd.  There  was  but  one  of  rank  ever  escaped  me.  Know  you  an 
officer  named  Fitzroy? 

Kate.    Fitzroy? 


24  CAPTAIN   KYD,  OE   THE   WIZARD   OF    THE   SEA. 

Kyd.  Ay,  I  said  Fitzroy !  Rupert  Fitzroy.  By  the  rood,  lady, 
there  are  the  very  initials  !  So  this  little  pretty  emblem  can  tell  tales  ! 
I  see  it  all!  {Sternly.)  Woman,  you  know  this  Rupert  Fitzroy 
well?  "^ 

J^ate.    You  have  no  right  to  question,  and  I  refuse  to  answer. 

Kyd.  So  I  have  a  rival  !  Love  for  him,  and  not  my  crimes,  leads 
you  to  scorn  me  thus.  A  proper  youth,  that  you  are  ashamed  to  own, 
—  perhaps  the  fisher  lad,— has  taken  my  place.  I  have  heard  he 
took  to  the  seas. 

Kate.    He  no  longer  lives.     If  he  did  he  were  worthier  than  thou. 

Kyd.    You  love  Fitzroy  ? 

Kate.    I  do. 

Kyd.  Then,  by  the  heavens  above,  thou  shalt  repent  thy  love  !  and 
he,  crossing  my  path,  ere  the  sun  that  shall  rise  to-morrow  be  a  month 
older  {seizes  the  arrow  out  of  Kate's  hand),  yon  and  yours  shall  curse 
the  day  you  ever  braved  the  power  of  the  pirate  Kyd  ! 

[Exit  Kyd,  l.  d.] 

Kate.  Stay  !  Lester,  stay  !     Elpsy's  words  are  ringing  in  mv  ears  ! 
Lester  a  pirate  !  a  gibbet  his  doom  !     Father,  help  !  Father  !  Rupert ! 
iStaggers  up  to  the  balcony,  and  faints  on  sofa.} 

SCENE   lY.—A  Rocky  Landscape.     JVight.     1  g. 
Enter  Lawrence,  Carl,  and  four  pirates,  l.  h. 

Lawrence,  (s.  c.)  I  wish  the  captain  would  hurry  along  a  bit! 
Some  blundering  Dutchman  will  see  our  boat.  They  are  so  fond  of 
firing  ofi"  their  guns  on  the  fort. 

Carl.  (R.  H.)  He  does  a  deal  of  shore  cruising.  What's  in  the 
wind? 

Lawrence.  A  petticoat.  Did  n't  we  run  down  the  coast  of  Ireland 
twice  to  bring  her  away  at  night  ;  and  wasn't  we  chased  off  by  a  fleet 
each  time  ?  If  our  craft  had  n't  legs  like  a  race-horse,  we  should  have 
been  in  Execution  Dock,  every  mother's  son  of  us. 

Carl.    He  won't  let  us  go  ashore  for  a  frolic. 

Lawrence.  Griften  swears  he  will  go,  and  I  don't  see  why  we  could 
not  have  a  dance  at  Jost  Stolls.  We  have  money  enough,  and  what  is 
the  use  of  it  if  we  can't  spend  it  ? 

Carl.  So  I  say.  {Footsteps,  r.  h.  Carl  goes  to  wing,  r.  h.,  and 
looks  off.)     I  hear  a  step. 

Lawrence.    {Crossing  B-.k.)  Who  goes  there? 

Kyd.    {  Without,  r.  h.)    The  silver  arrow. 

Lawrence.   Advance  !     'T  is  the  captain. 

Enter  Kyd,  r.,  1  e.,  enveloped  in  a  cloak, 

Kyd.  So,  Lawrence,  you  are  on  the  alert.  You  should  be  so,  for 
we  are  surrounded  by  enemies.  You  must  learn  to  challenge  lower, 
under  the  guns  of  the  fort.     The  Dutch  warriors  arc  full  of  bustle. 

Lawrence.  I  always  laugh  at  these  Dutch  warriors.  They  touch 
off  their  pieces  with  their  pipes.  Their  powder  smells  more  of  tobacco 
than  sulphur. 


CAPTAIN   KYD,  OR  THE  WIZARD   OF  THE  SEA.  25 

Kyd.   Truce  to  this  jesting  !     Get  the  boat  from  under  the  roek. 

Lawrence,    (l.  c.)   What  course  now,  captain? 

Kyd.   Towards  Hell  Gate. 

Lawrence.    Come  along,  boys  !  — 

Kyd.  There  is  a  prying  fellow  dogging  my  steps  from  the  river. 
Keep  your  eye  upon  the  shore  as  we  go  along.  I  go  to  get  a  charm 
that  shall  protect  us  all  from  the  king's  cruisers.  {Exit  Lawrence, 
(^XKL,  and  pirates.)  Rupert  Fitzroy  to  have  Kate  Bellamont  ?  No, 
by  heaven  !  Rather  than  see  her  the  wife  of  another,  my  own  hand 
shall  take  her  life  ;  I  might  have  done  it.  Yet  Elpsy  said,  a  better 
way  would  be  to  ensnare  her  on  board  my  vessel ;  that  be  my  plan  — 
perhaps  this  night,  ay,  this  very  night  ! 

[^Music.    Exit  Kyd,  l.  h.,  1  e.] 

SCENE  V.  —  Half  dark.  Interior  of  the  Witch's  Hut,  composed  of 
rocks,  trees,  old  boats,  SfC,  on  R.  n.flat,  an  invisible  transparency 
of  the  pirates  boarding  the  Ger  Falcon  on  the  l.  h.  flat.  Another 
transparency  of  a  pirate  hanging  on  a  gibbet,  both  to  be  lighted  up 
at  the  end  of  the  act.  In  the  c.  a  cauldron.  A  spinning-wheel^ 
painted  red,  r.  h.,  with  red  yarn  on  it.  Two  seats  on  stage.  A 
skull,  with  a  thigh-bone  fastened  to  it  for  a  ladle.  Skeletons  and 
skulls  around  the  stage.  Cotton  batting,  wet  with  fluid,  to  light  for 
incantation.  The  trap  to  be  masked  in  with  a  crocodile  ;  a  serpent 
to  twist  around  Elpsy 's  waist;  another  for  her  head,  and  two 
others  for  her  arms.'] 

\_Music.    Elpsy  discovered."] 

Elpsy.  Chance  has  done  much  to  aid  me  in  my  great  schemes.  But 
for  chance,  since  we  parted  in  Hurtel's  tower,  I  might  not  have  seen 
him  more.  To  bury  his  ill-gotten  gold  he  passed  my  hut  ;  since  then 
I  have  him  in  my  power  ;  crime  has  made  him  fear  me  ;  for  him  I  have 
prepared  the  rites.  I  know  Kate  will  refuse  him.  I  would  not  have 
her  wed  with  honor  to  herself ;  I  would  have  her  humbled.  Never 
shall  I  rest  in  my  grave  or  out  till  he  is  Lord  of  Lester,  and  Kate  of 
Bellamont  his  wife. 

Kyd.    (  Without.)   Ho,  there,  Elpsy  ! 

Elpsy. 

Enter,  mortal,  if  thou  bear 
Priest  nor  bible,  cross  nor  prayer. 

\_Music.     Enter  Kyd,  through  the  opening  c,  down  l.  h.] 

Kyd.   I  am  here  ! 

Elpsy.   Welcome,  mortal,  I  have  waited  for  thee.     Kneel  ! 

Kyd.  Wherefore  should  I  kneel  ? 

Elpsy.    To  swear. 

Kyd.   The  oath? 

Elpsy,  To  assume  the  title  of  Lester,  and  wed  the  heiress  of  Bella* 
mont. 

Kyd,  Without  thy  aid  I  have  sworn  that  —  I  have  seen  her  ! 

Elpsy.   And  she  has  scorned  thee  ! 

Kyd.  She  has.     Foul  witch,  thou  didst  betray  me  to  her  ! 

Elpsy.   Thou  hast  learned  this  of  her,  ha  !  ha  !  ha  !    I  told  her 
■who  thou  wert,  that  she  might  scorn  thee  ! 
3 


26  CAPTAIN   KYD,  OR  THE   WIZARD   OF   THE   SEA. 

Kyd.   Dost  thou  not  wish  me  to  marry  her  ? 

Elpsy.   Yes  ;  but  only  against  her  will. 

Kyd.  Otherwise  she  never  will.  I  will  not  bear  the  haughty  scorn 
with  which  she  has  received  me.  Witch,  I  am  ready  to  take  the  oath. 
But,  if  I  take  it,  thou  shalt  give  me  thy  aid  in  avenging  myself. 

Eljisy.    On  her? 

Kyd.    Yes  ;  but  through  her  lover. 

Elpsy.   Has  she  a  lover  ?     Who  is  he  ? 

Kyd.    Thine  art  should  have  told  thee  this  —  a  Captain  Fitzroy. 

Elpsy.  He  who  commanded  the  ship  that  brought  them  hither. 
{Aside.)  Where  were  my  wits  not  to  suspect  this  ?  I  have  seen  him, 
Robert.     Did  she  confess  her  love  ? 

Kyd.  She  did.  I  have  sworn  to  see  him  and  cross  blades  with  him. 
I  claim  of  thee  to  exert  thy  skill  and  art  to  aid  me  in  success  of  my 
revenge.  1  am  told  thou  hast  an  amulet,  which,  worn  on  the  bosom, 
gives  him  who  wears  it  a  charmed  life,  and  causes  him  to  prosper  in  all 
his  undertakings.     This  amulet  I  ask  of  thee. 

Elpsy.  First  take  the  oath.  Lay  thy  right  hand  upon  the  head  of 
the  serpent  that  binds  my  waist,  thy  left  hand  upon  thy  heart,  and, 
kneeling,  swear  to  obey  me  in  resuming  thy  earldom  and  thy  wooing 
of  Catharine  of  Bellamont,  and  it  shall  be  thine. 

Kyd.    (Kneeling.)   I  swear  it. 

Elpsy.    On  thy  soul's  forfeit. 

Kyd.   This  I  promise,  on  my  soul's  forfeit. 

Cusha.    (  Under  trap,  e.  t.  b.)    On  thy  soul's  forfeit  I 

Kyd.    Woman,  what  has  thou  caused  me  to  do? 

Elpsy.    No  evil,  so  thou  break  not  thy  oath. 

Cusha.    {Under  stage,  l.  ii.)    Break  not  thy  oath  I    (r.  t.  b..)  ^ 

Kyd.  Sorceress,  I  will  not  break  my  oath  !  I  have  yielded  to  thee, 
now  yield  to  me  !  If  thou  wilt  give  me  the  amulet,  and  put  thy  arts 
to  work,  and  send  me  prosperous  winds,  I  will,  ere  the  month  end,  hold 
this  Fitzroy  my  prisoner  ;  and  then,  by  "the  cross,  in  my  very  cabin  shall 
he  witness  my  bridal  ! 

Elpsy .    'T  is  well  —  go. 

Kyd.  The  amulet. 

Elpsy.   Thou  shalt  not  have  it. 

Kyd.    Give  it  me,  or  I  will  wring  thy  shrivelled  neck  for  thee  ! 

Elpsy,  Lay  thy  finger  on  me,  and  thy  arm  shall  be  palsied  forever. 
Thou  shalt  not  wear  it ! 

Kyd.    I  will,  if  I  tear  it  from  thee  by  violence  ! 

Elpsy.  Then  't  will  do  thee  no  good.  Thou  shalt  have  it  but  with 
the  rites. 

Kyd.  Give  it  me,  with  every  hellish  charm  thou  canst  invent,  to 
accomplish  my  aims.  Now  for  the  future  I  neither  care  nor  fear.  Give 
me  the  amulet. 

Elpsy.  1  obey !  Slave,  appear  !  ( Trap  bell.  Music.  Elpsy 
waves  her  wand,  and  Cusha  rises  through  the  stage.  Kyd  views  him 
ivith  horror.)  Kindle  the  magic  flame!  [Gong.  Music.  Cusha 
with  his  torch  lights  ihejiuid  in  the  cauldron.  Elpsy  sits  at  the  tvheel.} 

Elpsy.    {  Whirling  the  spindle.) 

Turn  the  spindle ; 
Mortals  ask, 
A  web  of  proof 
From  the  chiirmed  roof  ; 


CAPTAIN    KTD,  OR   THE   WIZLVRD    OF   THE   SEA.  27 

A  bleeding  lock 
Of  the  victim's  hair 
Given  to  earth, 
Sea,  sky,  and  air. 

IMitsic.    Elpsy  breaks  the  thread,  rises  from  her  seat,  and  advances 
towards  Kyd,  l.  h.] 

Elpsy.  Kneel,  mortal,  kneel,  and  let  me  sever 

-^  ^'  The  pledge  that  makes  thee  his  forever. 

[Music.  Kyd  kneels.  Elpsy  takes  a  dagger  from  her  bosom,  and 
twines  her  fingers  in  a  lock  of  Kyd's  hair,  and  holds  the  dagger 
above  his  head.} 

Elpsy,  I^ost  thou  believe,  Robert  Kyd,  Robert  Kyd, 

Nor  earth,  nor  air,  water,  nor  fire, 
Ball,  nor  steel,  nor  mortal  ire. 
My  potent  charm,  have  power  to  harm 
Till  it  fulfils  its  destiny  ? 

Kyd.    (l.  h.  )    I  do. 
Elpsy, 

I  take  the  seal,  I  take  the  pledge, 

That  soul  and  body  thou  engage  j 

When  thy  master  calls  for  thee, 

Ready,  ready  thou  shalt  be. 
Kyd,  I  will! 

[Music.  Elpsy  cuts  off  the  lock  of  hair  with  her  dagger,  Kyd  kneeU 
ing.  Elpsy  goes  up  and  stands  behind  the  cauldron  and  com- 
mences dividing  into  four  parts."] 

Elpsy,    (Music.)    Prince  of  Air,  take  the  pledge. 

( Throwing  into  the  air.     Wind  and  rain.) 
{Music.)    Prince  of  Earth,  take  the  pledge. 

(Throwing  it  to  the  ground.    Gong,  thunder.) 
(Music.)    Prince  of  Sea,  take  the  pledge. 
(Throwing  it  into  the  cauldron.     Gong,  thunder,  rain,  lightning.) 
(Music.)    Prince  of  Fire,  take  the  pledge.  0 

(  Throwing  it  into  the  fire.     Loud  crash  of  thunder,  gong,  lightning, 
rain,  wind.) 
Kyd.    (Rising  with  terror.)  Sorceress,  avaunt !     I  will  no  more  of 
this  ! 

Elpsy.   Now,  the  lead. 

[Ready  trap-bell.     Cusha  j9w/s  the  leaden  bullet  in  the  skull."] 
Elpsy, 

Fire  and  water,  perform  the  task, 
A  charmed  life  a  mortal  asks. 

[Music  She  puts  bullet  into  the  cauldron,  and  stirs  it  up  v-ilh  the 
skull  ladle.  Thunder,  rain,  wind,  gong,  and  all  kinds  of  immor- 
tal noises.     Stage  dark.] 

Kyd.    (Aghast  and  horror-struck.)    Merciful  heavens,  protect  me  ! 

[r.  t.  b.    Trap  sinks  with  Cusha.] 
Elpsy.    Fool !  by  that  word,  thou  hast  taken  from  the  charm  one 
half  its  power  !    It  will  protect  thee  from  ball,  but  not  from  steel  ; 


28  CAPTAIN  KYD,  OR  THE  WIZARD  OF  THE  SEA. 

from  earth  and  fire,  but  not  from  water  and  air;  else,  with  this  amulet 
against  thy  heart,  thou  woulJst  bear  a  charmed  life. 

Kyd.  'T  is  nothing  lost.  If  ball  can  harm  me  not,  a  strong  arm, 
quick  eye,  and  faithful  cutlass  shall  protect  me  against  steel.  Thou  hast 
insured  me  victory  in  love  and  revenge. 

Elpsy.    I  have. 

Kyd.  More  I  ask  not.  Water  can  scarce  drown  me,  since  my  home 
is  on  the  sea  ;  air  I  fear  not. 

JSIp^y.    Take  heed,  lest  one  day  thou  die  not  in  it ! 

Kyd.   Ha  !  what  mean  you  ? 

Elpsy.   Kneel,  while  I  hang  this  amulet  about  thy  neck. 

[Kyd  kneels.     Elpsy  joZaces  the  amulet  about  his  neck.'\ 

Mortal  1  naught  can  injure  thee  5 
Spread  thy  sail,  and  sweep  the  sea  } 
Yengeance  now  is  in  thy  liand, 
Be  thy  foe  on  sea  or  land. 
If  the  oath  be  kept  not  well, 
Behold  the  ill,  and  guard  the  spell ! 

\^Music.  Stage  dark  as  possible.  Gong.  Kyd  rises  and  goes  l.  h. 
cor.  Elpsy,  r.  cor.  The  transparency  on  r.  h.  flat  is  lit  up, 
showing  the  Ger  Falcon  and  the  pirate  ship  sinking.] 

Kyd.   I  laugh  at  danger  such  as  that  ! 

{^Thunder.  Kyd  crosses  to  r.  h.  Elpsy  takes  the  stage,!,,  n.  Gong. 
The  transparency,  l.  h.  flat,  is  lighted  up,  showing  a  man  hang- 
ing on  a  gibbet.] 

Kyd.   Ha  !  what  do  I  see?    Witch  !  hag  !  what  is  that? 
Elpsy.   The  pirate's  doom  ! 
\_Music.      Elpsy  is  pointing  towards  the  transparency,  and  Kyd 
stands  aghast  with  horror.     Gong.    Thunder,  SfC.  SfC,     The  tranS' 
parency  is  kept  lit  up  until  the  act  drops.     Quick  drop.] 

End  of  Act  II. 


ACT  III.  — THE   FIGHT. 


He  bore  a  charmed  life  o'er  earth  and  sea  5 
No  fiend  so  feared,  no  spirit  dread  as  he  ! 


SCENE  I.  —  Cabin  of  the  Ger  Falcon,  1  G. 
Enter  Captain  Fitzroy,  followed  by  Grace  and  Edwin,  r.  h.,  1  e. 

Fitzroy.   "Well,  Edwin,  what  do  you  make  of  the  sail? 

Edwin.   They  think  it  may  be  a  merchantman  I 

Fitzroy.  It  may  be  a  buccaneer  !  Craft  of  any  sort  are  so  scarce 
at  this  season,  in  these  colonial  seas,  that  the  chances  are  three  to  one 
for  a  pirate  !     Is  he  standing  south  by  east  ? 

Edwin.   He  is. 

Fitzroy.  We  shall  intercept  him  by  sunset,  if  the  wind  holds.  Ed- 
win, methinks  you  are  getting  sad.  This  station  does  not  suit  your 
ambition.     You  would  be  an  officer  instead  of  a  clerk. 

Edwin.  No,  sir  ;  I  am  content  to  be  as  I  am,  so  I  can  be  near  — 
that  is,  I  — 

Fitzroy.  Pshaw,  my  fair  youth  !  I  know  not  what  to  make  of 
thee  ;  thou  hast  some  deep  untold  grief  at  heart.  If  it  be  a  love  secret, 
a  tale  of  cruel  maidens  and  broken  promises,  make  me  your  confidant. 

Edwin.   I  have  a  tale  of  love,  but  not  of  mine. 

Fitzroy.   I  will  hear  it,  and  then  tell  thee  if  I  think  it  thine  or  no. 

Edwin.  There  was  once  a  noble  maiden  that  loved  a  peasant  youth, 
handsome  and  brave.  The  maiden  was  proud,  and  independent  of 
spirit,  and  loved  him  for  himself;  for  title,  wealth,  and  rank  she 
thought  not  of. 

Fitzroy.  Generous  creature  !  and  this  humble  peasant  loved  her  in 
return. 

Edwin.   No  ! 

Fitzroy.  No  !  He  was  ignoble,  indeed,  and  her  love  was  ill 
placed.     Poor  lady  ! 

Edwin.   Nay  ;  he  loved  another  ! 

Fitzroy.  Ha  !  was  it  so  ?  Then  I  must  pardon  him  !  But  did 
she  tell  him  of  her  love? 

Edwin.   Never  ! 

Fitzroy.   Who  was  this  village  maiden,  that  supplanted  her  ? 


30  CAPTAIN    KYD,  OR   THE   WIZARD    OF   THE   SEA. 

Edwin.   She  was  no  lowly  maid,  but  noble  as  herself? 

Fitzroy.  Did  she  love  him  in  return  ? 

Edwin.    {Hesitating.)  Nay  !  not  then. 

Fitzroy.  Edwin,  you  are  giving  me  my  own  history  !  You  hang 
your  head  !     What !  is  it  /  of  whom  you  speak  ? 

Edwin.  I  gave  no  name.  Time  went  on,  and  her  love  grew,  un- 
seen and  unknown.  She  exerted  her  influence,  and  had  him  (for  he 
took  to  the  seas)  elevated  from  rank  to  rank.  At  length  he  became  a 
captain.  Years  elapsed  and  she  had  not  seen  him;  still  she  heard  of 
his  gallant  deeds,  and  rejoiced  in  her  secret  heart  with  all  of  the 
love  — 

Fitzroy.   And  still  she  loved  him  ? 

Edwin.  Better  and  better  ;  absence  only  increased  her  passion. 
She  resolved  to  see  him,  and,  unknown,  to  win  his  love,  for  she  thought 
time  had  caused  him  to  forget  his  first  passion  for  the  noble  maid  who 
had  discarded  him  for  his  low  birth.  The  father  of  the  maid  was  aj)- 
pointed  governor  of  a  distant  province,  and  this  youth  was  appointed 
to  command  the  vessel  in  which  they  were  to  embark.  Love  roused 
her  fears  ;  she  resolved  to  go  in  the  same  ship  and  be  a  check  upon  the 
renewal  of  his  love. 

Fitzroy.    Your  story  interests  me.     Do  not  pause.     Go  dn. 

Edwin.  She  disguised  herself  as  a  page,  and  offered  herself  as  his 
secretary. 

Fitzroy.   This  is  a  wondrous  tale  !     Proceed. 

Edwin.  She  was  received,  and  sailed  with  him.  The  maiden  he 
had  loved  in  youth  he  wooed  and  won.  He  had  taken  another  name 
with  his  better  fortunes.  The  disguised  girl  witnessed  the  progress  of 
his  love  with  a  breaking  heart. 

Fitzroy.  She  should  have  made  known  her  love,  and  it  might  have 
met  return. 

Edwin.    She  could  not,  yet  she  could  not  leave  him. 

Fitzroy.  Had  it  been  my  case,  I  should  have  loved  her  for  her 
devotion.     Love  begets  love,  and  so  does  gratitude. 

Edwin.    What  if  you  loved  another  ? 

Fitzroy.  Not  while  I  loved  another  ;  but  if  my  love  had  met  no 
return,  my  heart  would  have  turned  to  this  heroic  maiden,  whose  love 
had  led  her  in  disguise  to  follow  me  over  the  sea. 

Edwin.   Wouldst  thou  have  done  this  ? 

[Enter  Kenard,  r.  h.,  1  e.] 

Kenard.  The  strange  sail  has  suddenly  changed  her  course,  and 
is  standing  towards  us. 

Fitzroy.   W^hat  do  you  make  of  her  ? 

Kenard.  Her  hull  has  lifted  and  shows  a  tier  of  ports,  a  red  ribnnd 
around  her  bends,  polacre-rigged,  and  cour&es  up,  with  a  bow  as 
sharp  as  a  canoe  ? 

Fitzroy.  'T  is  the  Kyd  !  Hoist  the  ensign,  Kenard,  and  be  ready 
to  pitch  a  shot  from  the  weather  bow-gun  across  her  fore-foot  ! 

Kenard.  We  will  be  ready  for  him,  sir.  Shall  I  give  orders  to 
double-shot  the  gun  ?     Always  be  ready  !  that 's  my  maxim. 

Fitzroy.    I  will  go  on  deck  and  give  the  necessary  orders  myself. 


CAPTAIN  KYP,  OR  THE  WIZARD  OP  THE  SEA.  31 

Edwin,  you  stay  below  during  the  action.     Kenard,  stay  here  till  I 
return.  [S^H  Fitzroy,  r.  u.] 

Edwin.   Shall  we  have  a  fight,  Kenard  ? 

Kenard.  I  hope  so,  if  it  is  the  Kyd  !  I  long  to  carry  him  into  York 
Bay.     He  's  a  devil  !     Do  you  intend  to  stand  by  a  gun  ? 

Edwin.  I  ?  Yes  ;  though  a  battle  on  the  sea  must  be  a  dreadful 
scene  ! 

'  Kenard.  Dreadful  ?  The  best  thing  in  life  !  Nothing  does  me  so 
much  good  as  to  hear  the  iron  rattling  among  the  rigging,  and  smell 
the  smoke  of  burnt  powder  !  Our  captain  will  do  this  pirate's  busi- 
ness for  him,  I  '11  warrant  you  I 

Edwin.    I  was  once  in  a  battle,  but  I  can't  realize  the  scene. 

Kenard.  You  are  too  young,  and  it 's  no  use  to  tell  you  about  oui 
craft  ;  she  is  a  tight  craft  for  one  so  gayly  painted,  —  something  like  a 
woman  that  don't  look  as  if  she  could  bear  much  rough  weather,  but 
after  the  first  of  the  gale  has  washed  off  her  gingerbread-work,  she  '11 
outride  a  storm  that  a  liner  would  be  glad  to  get  rid  of 

Edwin.   I  hope  no  ill  will  happen  to  Fitzroy  —  Captain  Fitzroy. 

Kenard.  He  's  a  true  sailor,  like  me,  and  never  hopes  to  die  on  the 
land.  Bury  me,  if  I  must  die,  in  the  deep  sea  ;  let  the  green  waves, 
that  knocked  me  about  when  living,  cover  me  when  dead.  Let  me  be 
buried  where  the  ripples  of  driving  keels  are  heard,  and  the  song  of  the 
sailor  shall  be  my  requiem. 

Edwin.   You  are  eloquent. 

[Boatswain  whistles  ready.      Wind."] 

Kenard.  Am  I  ?  Hark  !  The  wind  is  rising  ;  't  is  going  to  blow  ! 
That  pirate  don't  mind  a  storm  no  more  than  a  Dutchman  does  tobacco 
smoke.     He  'd  scud  through  any  storm  like  the  Flying  Dutchman  ! 

Edwin.  I  hope 'tis  not  the  Kyd.  There  is  no  honor  in  fighting 
with  a  pirate,  and  more  danger  than  with  anothe^craft. 

Kenard.   Yes,  young  man. 

Fitzroy.  ( Without,  r.  h.)  Kenard,  come  on  deck.  Let  Edwin 
bring  up  my  glass. 

Kenard.   Ay!  ay!  sir.     You  hear,  youngster  ?     Come  along. 

\^Exit  Kenard,  r.  h.] 

Edwin.  I  will  obey.  Heaven  preserve  him  through  all  dangers  ! 
I  will  not  leave  his  side  ;  the  blow  that  reaches  his  heart  must  first 
pierce  mine.     Rupert,  do  I  not  love  thee?  [^Exit  Edwin,  r.  h.] 


^CENE  H.  —  Cabin  of  the  Silver  Arrow,  1  o. 
Enter  Robert  Kyd,  followed  by  Tcrill,  l.  h.,  1  e. 

Kyd.  My  hour  of  revenge  is  near.  Turill,  you  resigned  your  com- 
mand to  me.  Though  second  in  command  on  board  of  the  Silver 
Arrow,  you  are  in  my  confidence.  I  have  a  charm  against  all  danger 
from  this  vessel  in  the  distance. 

Turill.  Well,  captain,  that 's  what  I  want  to  know.  You  seem  to 
steer  as  if  you  were  in  chase.  I  have  not  asked  the  cause  ;  suppose 
you  give  us  sailing  orders  ! 

Kyd.   The  man  at  the  wheel  has  orders  how  to  steer. 

Turill,   He  has? 


82  CAPTAIN   KYD,  OR   THE   WIZARD    OF   THE   SEA. 

Kyd.  You  rcmemtor  Fitzroy,  of  tlie  British  navy,  whom  we  cap- 
tured in  the  Mediterranean. 

TvrilL   I  do  ;  a  proper  youth  for  a  woman's  eye. 

Kyd.  One  woman's  eye  he  shall  never  see  again  !  That  man  has 
crossed  me  in  my  love.  He  is  master  of  the  brig-of-war  sent  out  in 
quest  of  us.  Three  days  ago  a  vessel,  answering  the  description  of  the 
Ger  Falcon,  was  becalmed  off  the  Capes  of  DelaAvare.  The  Silver 
Arrow  is  now  on  his  track.  When  we  meet,  my  revenge  will  be  grat- 
iiied  ! 

Turin.   This  is  a  king's  ship. 

Kyd.  At  long  shot  we  shall  stand  no  chance  with  him.  We  must 
run  on  board  at  every  hazard  !  If  he  sinks  the  Silver  Arrow  along- 
side, we  must  fight  hand  to  hand.  {Speakin(/offB,.ii.)  Call  down 
the  men  not  on  duty  ! 

Lawrence,    {Without,  n.  u.)    Ay!  ay!  sir. 

[Boatswain  whistles,  R.  h.,  2  e.] 

ITyd.   And  you,  Turill,  look  to  the  working  of  the  ship. 

[  Whistles  again,  R.  h.] 

Turill.   I  will,  sir.     Shall  I  send  up  the  black  flag  ? 

Kyd.  Yes,  and  let  the  Silver  Arrow  be  emblazoned  on  it.  Show 
this  Fitzroy  that  Kate  of  Bellamont  is  the  prize  that  urges  me  on  to 
my  revenge. 

Enter  Carl,  Evans,  Loff,  Lawrence,  Pirates  and  Hemlock.     They 
form  a  circle  around  Kyd. 

Kyd.  Now,  my  brave  men,  a  king's  ship  sent  to  cany  us  in  chains 
to  England,  is  in  sight,  and  of  more  than  equal  strength  !  You  have 
never  failed  me  ;  will  you  now  ? 

Lawrence.   No  I  long  live  the  Kyd  ! 

^  [  The  pirates  give  three  cheers."] 

Hemlock.  I  s'pose,  if  I  'm  in  Turkey,  t  must  do  as  the  Turkeys  do. 
So,  long  live  the  Kyd,  by  Judas  ! 

Kyd.    AVhat  strange  voice  is  that? 

Hemlock.  {Crossing  to  c,  goes  up  to  Kyd.)  It's  mine.  Horse- 
bean  Hemlock,  of  Connecticut,  late  of  New  York  and  now  — 

Kyd.    How  came  you  here,  on  board  the  Silver  Arrow  ? 

Hemlock.  Well,  I  '11  tell  you  :  I  was  trying  to  get  a  chance  to  see 
how  you  managed  things.  I  got  on  a  pretty  hard  train,  and,  on  the 
night  you  went  to  the  witch's  hut,  I  followed  you,  and  hid  in  the  big 
boat,  and  you  started  off  in  such  an  all-fired  hurry,  I  could  n't  get 
out,  by  Judas  !  * 

Kyd.  Did  you  think,  foolish  man,  to  ensnare  the  Kyd  —  he  that  for 
five  years  past  has  baffled  human  cunning  or  mortal  power  ?  I  know 
your  business  ;  now  become  one  of  these,  or  you  walk  the  plank  ! 

Hemlock.  Well,  I  have  stuck  my  nose  into  a  pretty  scrape  I  Well, 
Mr.  Kyd,  I  believe  I  shall  do  just  about  as  you  want  to  have  me,  by 
Judas ! 

Kyd.  A  vessel  is  now  approaching  us.  The  black  flag  is  nailed  to 
the  mast.  Swear  to  be  with  us  in  battle  till  victory  is  ours,  or  death, 
and  you  are  safe. 

Hemlock.  I  do  !  I  swear  it,  by  Judas  !  {Aside.)  That  an't  a  very 
bad  oath. 


CAPTAIN  KYD,  OE  THE  WIZARD  OF  THE  SEA.  66 

Kijd.  Lawrence,  take  ct.&rge  of  him.  Now,  my  brave  fellows,  for 
i\\Q  attack  !  At  my  signal  throw  yourselves  on  board.  Flesh  your 
blades  in  the  carcasses  of  these  hounds  of  justice  !  Give  no  quarter  to 
beards,  but  spare  bright  eyes.  Remember,  strike  not  a  woman,  or 
dread  the  vengeance  of  the  Kyd  !     To  the  deck  !  to  the  deck  ! 

\^Exit  Kyd,  l.  il,  1  e.     Pirates  give  three  cheers  and  exit,  r.,  1  e.] 

Hemlock.  If  I  am  taken  I  shall  be  hanged  with  the  rest  of  the 
pirates  !  There  's  no  dodging  cannon  balls,  by  Judas  !  What  shall  I 
do?  {Dark  stage.  Shouts  r.  ti.)  That  don't  sound  like  old  Hem- 
lock. (Attempts  to  sing.)  0,  dear,  if  I  am  obliged  to  live  in  this 
place  all  the  time,  I  shall  die  by  inches,  and,  as  I  am  not  the  smallest 
among  creeping  things,  I  shall  die  a  long  death  ! 
Enter  Turill,  l.  ii. 

Turill.   I  want  you  on  deck. 

Hemlock.   What  for  ? 

Turill.  There  is  a  king's  ship  bearing  down  for  us.  You  must 
fight. 

Hemlock.  Which  is  the  easiest  way  to  die,  to  be  cut  in  two  with  a 
cannon  ball  or  to  be  frightened  to  death  ?  For  it  seems  to  me  one  of 
'em  I  *ve  got  to  take. 

Turill.   Easiest  always  to  die  bravely. 

Hemlock.   Did  you  ever  try  it  ? 

Turill.  No.  We  have  no  cowards  on  board  of  the  Silver  Arrow. 
I  '11  place  you  at  my  gun,  and,  if  you  show  fear,  I  '11  ram  you  into  it, 
and  send  you  on  board  of  the  king's  ship  in  a  hurry. 

Hemlock.  I  should  n't  like  that,  by  Judas  !  I  think  I  '11  try  the 
being  frightened  to  death  first,  and  if  that  don't  do  I  can  be  shot  after- 
wards. 

Turill.  Come  !  to  the  deck  !  The  men  are  now  serving  out  the 
grog.     I  shall  keep  an  eye  on  you. 

Hemlock.  I  shan't  go  to  meeting  next  Sunday,  I  'm  afraid,  0  ! 
■what  would  Patience  Beanpole  say,  if  she  knew  I  was  on  board  the 
vessel  of  Kyd  ?  [  Gun  fired,  R.  h.] 

Turill.   Ah  !  the  sport  '# begun.     I  must  be  on  deck.     Come  ! 

[Exit  Turill,  l.  h.,  1  e.] 

Hemlock.  Sport!  0,  dear^!  catching  codfish  or  selling  tin-kitchens 
is  better  sport  than  this,  by  Judas  I 

[Two  guns  fired,  r.  u.  e.    Hemlock  runs  off,  l.  h.] 

SCENE  nr.  —  Beck  of  the  Ger  Falcon.  Masts,  sails,  ^c. 
Shrouds  practical  on  both  masts.  Hatchway  grating.  Capstan. 
A  raised  poop,  r.  h.  Four  guns  on  deck,  withthree  barrels  in  each, 
and  loaded.  A  gun  on  poop  deck,  with  two  barrels,  loaded, 
JB  oar  ding- pikes  and  cutlasses  in  racks  around  the  masts,  S^c. 
Wings  clear  off  at  back.  Sea-cloth  down  back  by  dark  horizon. 
Men  at  different  stations.  Some  in  the  shrouds.  Kenard  mid' 
ships.  Men  loading  guns.  Eitzroy  on  poop  deck,  with  glass, 
Edwin  near  him. 

Fitzroy.  Stand  by  me,  men  —  ready!  (Sailors  descend  from 
shrouds.)     Kenard,  point  a  gun,  and  disable  his  bowsprit.     (Kenaris 


34  CAPTAIN   KYD,  OR   THE   WIZARD    OF   THE  SEA. 

aims  end  fires.  Sailors  re-load  the  gu7i.)  lean  see  their  leader's 
face.     Edwin,  go  below.     Your  station  is  not  here. 

Edwin.   I  will  not  leaYe  your  side. 

Fitzroy.  As  you  will,  then.  Men,  your  lives  depend  upon^your 
retaining  your  ship.  Do  not  forget  you  are  fighting  for  your  sweet- 
hearts and  wives  ;  that  your  foes  are  bloodthirsty  buccaneers,  who 
fight  from  desperation,  and  show  no  mercy. 

Kenard.  He  is  going  to  run  us  on  board.  {Gun  firedf'R.VE.) 
Stand  by,  Grenaders  I 

IMusic.  The  Silver  Arrow  appears,  r.  u.  e.  Shouts  on  board  of 
both  vessels.  The  Silver  Arrow  fires.  Kyd  is  seen  on  the  bow 
waving  his  sword.'] 

Kyd.   Fitzroy,  surrender  to  the  Kyd  ! 
Kenard.   Shall  we  answer  him  ? 
Fitzroy.   Grenaders,  ready  ! 
Kenard.   All  ready. 
Fitzroy.   Cast. 

[^Pistols  fired  r.  and  l.     Music.     Men  discharge  hand  grenades. 
The  Silver  Arrow  shoots  off,  l.  h.  u.  e.] 

Kenard.  He 's  an  old  hand,  sir.  His  helm  was  hard  id  too  soon. 
They  all  fell  short. 

Fitzroy.    Give  him  your  guns. 

[JV/msic.  The  Silver  Arrow  fires.  The  firing  kept  up  on  hoard  of 
the  Ger  Falcon.  The  Silver  Arrow  appears  again,  L.  u.  E. 
Strikes  the  brig  and  falls  off,  her  mast  crippled.] 

Kyd.  {Standing  on  the  bow  of  Silver  Arrow.)  Our  ship  is  sink- 
ing !  On  board  the  king's  ship,  men,  on  board  !  {Music.  Pirates 
board  the  brig.  The  pirates  and  sailors  engage.  After  a  struggle  the 
pirates  drive  the  English  sailors  aft,  R.  h.  The  Silver  Arrow  is 
seen  to  sink.  Kyd  zs  standing  on  the  bulwarks  of  the  Ger  Falcon. 
The  pirates  l.  h.  Fitzroy  a7id  Edwin  oji  poop.)  Farewell  to  thee, 
brave  galley  !  Now,  my  boys,  we  have  no  vessel  but  this  !  Five 
minutes  will  tell  whether  it  belongs  to  hifc  majesty  or  the  Kyd.  On, 
then  ;  but  spare  that  boy  and  the  captain. 

\_Music.  General  engagement.  Kenard  and  Turill.  Pirates  and 
sailors.  Fitzroy  meets  Kyd,  c.  Lawrence  and  CARti  rush 
between  them.  End  of  combat.  Kyd  leaps  on  gun,  l.  n.  Fitzroy, 
R.  c.     Edwin  on  poop  deck.] 

Edwin.   The  guns  are  loaded  with  grape  on  the  quarter  deck. 

Fitzroy.   Every  Englishman  throw  himself  upon  the  deck  !     Fire  ! 
[English  sailors  all  fall  on  the  deck.] 

Kyd.  Down,  men  !  down  !  {They  do  so.  Edwin  touches  off  the. 
gun.)  Onion!  The  brig  is  ours !  {Music.  General  fight.  Both 
parties.  Kenard  and  Kyd  fight.  Fitzroy  among  the  pirates  fight- 
ing. Hemlock  enters  during  fight.)  Dash  at  them,  ye  devils  ! 
Charge  the  quarter  deck  ;  but  touch  not  the  two  I  have  named  for  my 
game!  {The  crew  of  the  Ger  Falcon  are  overpowered.  Kyd  on 
the  quarter  deck.     Meets  Edwin.    A  combat,  and  llim in  is  disarmed. 


CAPTAIN  KYD,  OR  THE  WIzaRD  OF  THE  SEA.  86 

FiTZROT  is  overpowered  and  brought  to  c.  The  same  time  Kyd  dis^ 
arms  Edwin.     Picture. ) 

Kyd.  (  On  quarter  deck.)  Clear  the  deck  of  the  dead  and  wounded. 
I  want  no  hospital  of  the  brig.     Put  irons  on  that  captain. 

Lawrence.  Ay,  ay,  sir  ! 

[Pirates  throw  over  the  dead  of  both  parties.  Lawrence  and  Carl 
put  irons  on  Fitzroy,  who  goes  on  quarter  deck.  Pirates  set  on 
guns,  and  some  go  off,  L.  H.,  ready  to  rush  on  with  Carl,  ^c. 
Edwin  and  Kyd  on  poop  deck."] 

Kyd.    Griffin,  prepare  the  plank.  {Descends  from  deck."} 

T'urill.    You  do  not  mean  — 

Kyd.  It  matters  not  to  you  what  I  mean.  You  have  questioned  my 
orders  of  late  too  boldly.     Bring  the  brig  to,  and  get  out  the  plank. 

Turin.   There  has  been  blood  enough  shed.     I  '11  do  no  more  of  it. 

Kyd.   Ha  !  mutiny  ! 

Turin.    I  will  be  a  butcher  no  longer. 

Kyd.   Will  you  do  your  duty,  sir  ? 

TarUl.   To  work  the  ship,  but  not  to  take  more  life. 

Kyd.  (r.  c.)  You  are  mad.  Griffin  !  /  am  master  here,  and  my 
authority  must  not  be  questioned,  even  by  you.  I  would  not  take  your 
life.     {Touching  the  pistols  in  his  belt.)     You  are  not  alone  in  this  ! 

Turill.  I  am  not.     I  was  master  once.     Ho,  lads,  a  Griffin  ! 

[Carl  and  six  pirates  rush  on  from  l.  h.,  shouting,  and  stand  l.  h. 
The  other  pirates  are  grouped  about.l 

Kyd.   To  your  post,  men  !     Griffin,  bring  the  brig  to  ! 

Turill.  Never  !  Now  is  our  time  !  We  have  lost  our  yessel  for  a 
woman.  [Six pirates  drau-  th^ir  ^.words.'\ 

Kyd.  Back,  dogs  !  Do  you  fear  me  singly?  BteiA  ^Th^ve  you  are. 
(Kyd  rushes  on  Turill,  and  disarms  him.)  Gc  to  your  duty  !  I 
spare  your  life  ! 

Turill.   I  never  will  do  duty  under  Kobert  Kyd  !    Never  ! 

Kyd.   Then  go  to  the  devil,  with  my  compliments  ! 

[Kyd  shoots  Turill,  who  falls  in  the  arms  of  Carl  and  Evans.] 

Turill.  Kyd,  you  have  saved  me  from  the  gallows.  Your  death 
will  not  be  so  noble  as  mine. 

[Dies,  and  is  taken  off,  l.  h.,  by  Carl  and  Evans.] 

Ki^d.  Now,  fellows,  to  your  duty  !  The  first  who  falters  shares  the 
same  fate  I  {The  mutineers  sheathe  their  cutlasses  and  retire.) 
Lawrence,  you  are  my  lieutenant.  Bring  hither  my  victim  !  Pre- 
pare the  plank.  {Music.  Carl  and  Evans  bring  on  the  plank  and 
place  it  across  bulwarks.)  Now,  llupert  Eitzroy,  prepare  to  die  I  I 
will  giv«  you  a  free  leap  into  the  other  world,  as  your  blood  is  gentle, 
sir,  and  will  set  aside  the  hempen  cravat  from  the  yard-arm.  Many  a 
better  man  has  gone  to  his  account  than  Mark  Meredith  ! 

Fitzroy.  {Starting  and  gazing  at  Kyd.)  Ha  !  you  know  me, 
then? 

Kyd.   Thou  hast  heard  whether  I  do  or  not. 

Fitzroy.    Who,  then,  art  thou? 

Kyd  It  matters  not.  You  must  die  !  The  proverb  saith  **  There  is 
but  one  atep  between  this  world  and  the  next."  You  will  soon  learn  if 


86  CAPTAIN   KYD,  OE   THE   WIZARD   OF    THK  SEA. 

it  is  true.  The  step  is  rather  a  wet  one.  But  there  is  a  fire,  that 
priests  prate  about,  will  soon  dry  you. 

Edwin,  Surely  you  will  not  be  so  inhuman  as  to  do  so  foul  a 
murder  ! 

Kyd.  Who  is  the  blacker  murderer,  this  man  who  robs  me  of  my 
good  name,  or  I  who  merely  take  his  life  ? 

Fitzroy.    I  robbed  you  not  of  it. 

Kyd,   We  are  losing  time.     Lead  hlra  to  his  death. 

Fitzroy:  Impossible  !  You  will  not  carry  out  a  suggestion  so  in- 
fernal ? 

Edwin.  (Crosses  to  E.)  Nay,  you  will  not  do  such  cold  bloody 
murder.     {Kneeling.)     0  !  spare  him,  and  I  will  be  your  slave  ! 

Kyd.  Will  you  walk  to  the  gangway,  or  shall  my  men  conduct 
you? 

Fitzroy,   Farewell,  Edwin  !     We  shall  soon  meet  beyond  the  skies  ! 

Edwin,   {Embracing  Fitzroy.)  Fitzroy,  no  ! 

\^Faints  in  Fitzroy's  arms,      Carl  and  Evans  advance  and  take 
'Ebwln  froin  Fitzroy's  arms,  and  take  him  off,  l.,  2  e.] 

Fitzroy,  I  am  ready. 

Kyd.  Perhaps  you  have  a  last  request  to  make,  —  perhaps  some 
maiden  will  ask  how  Fitzroy  died  ?  I  '11  bear  the  message.  Ere  to- 
morrow night  I  shall  see  the  peerless  Kate  of  Bellamont.  She  '11  love 
me  for  bringing  it.  I  've  had  love  favors  on  my  own  account  of  this 
willing  maid  ere  now. 

Fitzroy.   Villain  !  thou  liest ! 

Kyd.  Ask  her  when  you  meet  hereafter  in  the  other  world,  for  you 
meet  no  more  in  this  !    Thou  hast  nothing,  then,  to  ask  ? 

Fitzroy.  I  have  one  request. 

Kyd.   Name  it. 

Fitzroy.  Take  of?  my  chains,  and  let  me  freely  spring  into  the 
grave  you  have  destined  for  me. 

Kyd.  Knock  off  his  chains.  (Lawrence  and  Carl  take  them  off.) 
What  else  ? 

Fitzroy.   This  broad-sword. 
{Seizes  a  cutlass  from  the  belt  of  Lawrence.     The  pirates  rush 
between  Kyd  and  Fitzroy.] 

Kyd.  Not  a  blow,  men  !  He  is  mine.  I  will  tame  him  down  ere 
long.  {Music.  Pirates  retreat.  Combat.  Kyd  disarms  Fitzroy, 
and,  he  falls  on  one  knee.  Kyd's  sword  at  his  throat.)  I  will  not 
strike.  Set  upon  him,  men  !  Cut  him  to  pieces  !  He  is  yours  ! 
{Music.  Kyd  ascends  the  quarter  deck.  The  pirates  rush  upon 
Fitzroy.  Fitzroy  picks  up  a  sword,  strikes,  and  throws  off  the 
pirates.  He^mounts  a  gun  and  springs  into  the  sea.  The  pirates  fire 
their  pistols  at  him.)  He  is  no  more  !  Henceforth  I  am  the  sole  lord 
of  Lester ! 

\The  pirates  group  about,  and  shout  as  the  act  drops."} 

End  of  Act  HL 


ACT    lY. 


He  would  then  make  the  nearest  isle, 
And  go  at  niglit,  by  stealth, 

To  hide  within  the  earth  a  while 
His  last  ill-gotten  wealth. 


SCENE  I.  —  Water  Landscape,     2  o.     Evening. 
Enter  Kate,  l.,  1  e.,  meeting  ^itzroy  disguised  as  a  fisherman,  from 

E.,  1  E. 

ITaie.   Do  you  come  to  bring  news  of  Fitzroy  ? 

Fitzroy.  Lady,  I  am  but  a  poor  shipwrecked  mariner  ;  yet  I  do 
bear  sad  news  for  thee. 

Kate.    Of  whom? 

Fitzroy.  Fitzroy.  He  has  been  captured  by  a  pirate,  and  made 
his  prisoner. 

itaie.   And  his  secretary,  Edwin?    Does  he  live  ? 

Fitzroy.    Ahis  !  I  know  not  ! 

K'ate.    0  !  that  I  had  died  ere  this  dreadful  news  had  reached  me  I 

Fitzroy.  Nay,  dearest  Kate,  I  am  here  !  It  is  Fitzroy  who  clasps 
thee  to  his  breast  ! 

ITate.   Fitzroy? 

Fitzroy.   None  else,  Kate  ! 

Kate.    How  could  you  put  me  to  such  a  trial  ? 

Fitzroy.  Forgive  me  !  I  planned  it  not.  My  brig  was  taken.  I 
was  condemned  by  Kyd  to  walk  the  plank.  A  fisherman  rescued  me 
from  the  sea.  From  him  I  borrowed  this  disguise,  and  was,  at  the 
moment,  tempted  to  try  your  aflFection. 

ICate.  Robert,  poor  Robert,  to  what  height  of  crime  has  passion  led 
thee  !  Thou  wast  my  first,  my  only  love  !  —  Ha,  Fitzroy,  why  is  thy 
eye  with  fierce  scrutiny  fixed  on  me?  [Fitzroy  starts.'] 

Fitzroy.  It  has  reached  my  ears, — how,  it  matters  not,  —  that 
since  my  departure,  you  and  this  freebooter  Kyd  have  met  in  private  ! 
From  his  own  lips  there  fell  dark  words  of  favor  given  and  received, 
as  — 

Kate.  Fitzroy,  cease  !  I  have  pledged  my  father  to  marry  thee.  I 
look  upon  thee  as  my  husband.     I  will  keep  nothing  from  thee. 

Fitzroy.   Do  you  not  love  me,  Kate  ? 


38  CAPTAIN   KYD,  OR   THE   WIZARD   OF   THE   SEA. 

Kate.  If  I  had  never  loved  till  now,  I  should  love  thee,  Rupert, 
next  to  my  life.     The  Kyd  is  —  is  Lester.     He  told  me  so  himself. 

Filzroy.    You  have  met,  then? 

Kate.    I  have,  Rupert. 

Fitzroy.    He  pressed  upon  thee  his  former  passion? 

Kate.  Fitzroy,  I  will  not  be  interrogated.  My  woman's  pride 
should  rise  in  ray  defence,  and  meet  with  scorn  the  foul  aspersion  that 
lurks  beneath  thy  words.  I  will  excuse  you.  You  are  soured  by  the 
recent  loss  of  your  brig,  and  so  I  forgive  you. 

Fitzroy.  This  is  no  answer,  lady.  This  Lester,  or  Kyd,  I  well 
know,  loves  you.  Thinking  me  dead,  he  will  again  press  his  suit  — 
you  do  not  hear  ! 

Kate.   I  —  I  was  thinking  of  Lester. 

Fitzroy.  She  loves  me  not  !  I  have  been  blinded  by  my  own  deep 
passion  !     His  life  shall  pay  me  for  my  error.  \_Exit  l.,  1  e.] 

Kate.  Shall  I  see  him  again  ?  Come,  Rupert,  I  will  go  home.  Do 
not  yield  to  these  moods  of  jealousy.  {She  turns  and  finds  he  has 
gone.)  Gone  !  Am  I  dreaming?  {Enter  Edwin,  r.,  1  e.)  Edwin 
Gerald,  is  it  you?  You,  then,  are  safe?  I  congratulate  you  with  all 
my  heart. 

Edwin.   I  am  safe,  lady  ;  but  — 

Kate.    You  bring  me  news  of  Fitzroy's  death  ? 

Edwin.  Bid  you  believe  such  my  message  ?  I  know  not  whether 
he  lives  or  not. 

Kate.   You  were  attached  to  him  ? 

Edwin.  I  was.  Now  that  he  is  no  more,  I  have  no  longer  reason 
for  this  disguise  ;  and  here  — 

Kate.  Do  nothing  rashly,  sir.  If  you  were  about  to  tell  me  he  loved 
me,  I  can  tell  you  he  has  told  me  so  himself  within  this  half  hour. 

Edwin.   How  !     Explain  ! 

Kate.   He  is  alive,  and  well. 

Edwin.    Alive  !     Thank  Heaven  !     How  was  it  ? 

Kate.  He  was  driven  overboard,  as  you  believed,  but  was  saved  by 
a  fisherman.     He  will  rejoice  at  your  escape.     How  was  it,  fair  sir  ? 

Edwin.  Kyd  retained  me  to  bear  a  message  to  his  lady  love.  For 
this  purpose  I  am  lauded  now,  and  guided  hither.  Fitzroy,  you  say, 
lives  ? 

Kate.  Give  me  the  letter  !  Wait  but  a  moment.  Perhaps  I  am 
wrong.     I  will  read  it.  lOpens  the  letter  and  reads."] 

'*  Dearest  Kate  :  Let  me  see  you  for  a  brief  moment  by  the  lin- 
den-tree that  grows  at  the  foot  of  the  Roundel.  ^  I  am  desperate.  Re- 
fuse not  this  request,  lest  the  guilt  of  my  suicidal  blood  follow  your 
soul.  Lester." 

I  gaze  upon  the  words  till  they  seem  composed  of  fire  !  Heaven 
guide  me  in  this  strait  !  My  brain  is  crazed  !  The  struggle  is  over  ! 
I  will  meet  him.     (To  Edwin.)     Return,  and  say  I  will  come. 

[Exit  L.,  1  E.] 

Edwin.  I  shall  redeem  my  oath  and  regain  my  liberty.  0,  Kitte  I 
Kate  !  you  do  not  know  my  heart !  [Exit  r.,  1  e.] 


CAPTAIN    KYD,  OR   THE    WIZARD    OF   THE   SEA.  39 

Enter  Hemlock,  r.,  2  e.,  in  haste. 

Hemlock.  I  'm  on  land  again,  by  Judas  !  The  Kyd  will  attack  the 
town.  I  must  go  to  Jost  StoU's,  and  let  the  people  know  that  I  am 
about  again.  A  pretty  tall  cruise  I  had,  by  Judas  !  If  I  haven't 
seen  sights  of  all  sorts,  sizes,  and  colors,  I  don't  know  !  If  I  could 
only  get  into  Kyd's  cave  !  I  've  written  a  song  about  him.  He  '11  be 
hung  some  day.     I  've  got  his  dying  speech  written  already. 

[^Song.     Air  —  "  My  name  is  Captain  Kyd,^''  and  exit  l.,  1  e.] 

SONG.— Hm/oc/c. 

No"w,  you  captains,  brave  and  bold, 

Hear  my  song,  hear  my  song  j 
Now,  captains,  brave  and  bol<i,  hear  my  song  ; 

As  on  briny  seas  you  've  rolled, 

0  listen,  captains  bold, 

How  I  plundered  her  for  gold  5 

Hear  my  song. 
How  I  plundered  her  for  gold. 

Hear  my  song. 

My  name  was  Captain  Kyd, 

As  I  sailed,  as  I  sailed. 
My  name  was  Robert  Kyd, 

As  I  sailed,  &c. 
My  name  was  Robert  Kyd, 

And  so  wickedly  I  did. 
All  laws  I  did  forbid,  as  I  sailed,  &c. 

1  steered  from  sound  to  sound,  as  I  sailed, 
I  steered,  &c. 

I  steered  from  sound  to  sound, 

And  many  ships  I  found. 
Them  I  burnt  and  run  aground, 

As  I  sailed,  as  I  sailed. 

I  spied  three  ships  of  France,  as  I  sailed,  &c. 
I  spied,  &c. 

I  made  the  captain  dance 

On  nothing  ;  then  by  chance 

On  their  wealth  I  did  advance,  as  I  sailed. 
A  Spanish  ship  I  met,  as  I  sailed. 
And  a  lady  fair  did  get,  as  I  sailed  ; 

Her  lover  then  I  slew. 

And  of  his  heart  I  made  a  stew, 

Which  I  made  her  eat  a  dinner  new, 
As  I  sailed,  &c. 

I  had  a  rival  once,  as  I  sailed  ; 

He  proved  himself  a  dunce,  as  I  sailed  j 

He  was  sent  to  capture  me  — 

Captain  Kidd,  upon  the  sea  — 

I  made  him  walk  the  plank  particularly, 
As  I  sailed,  &c. 

He  began  to  raise  a  squall,  as  I  sailed, 
He  began,  &c. 

But  his  courage  I  did  fall, 

His  feelings  I  did  maul, 

I  served  him  pretty  tall, 
As  I  sailed. 


40  CAPTAIN   KYD,  OR   THE   WIZARD   OF   THE  SEA- 

O,  a  Yankee  followed  me,  as  I  sailed, 
lie  wan't  skeered  by  piracy,  as  I  sailed  j 

From  him  I  got  a  shock, 

That  will  send  me  to  the  dock  } 

Hurrah  !  shouted  out  Hemlock, 
As  I  Avas  nailed. 

And  now  I  write  my  life,  as  I  sailed, 
And  a  letter  to  my  wife,  as  I  sailed  } 

I  'm  going  to  be  hung. 

Although  I  am  so  young, 

And  my  life  to  you  is  sung, 
For  I  'm  nailed. 

I  revelled  in  blood,  as  I  sailed.    (Repeat.) 
I  've  caused  tears  to  flow  a  flood, 
I  've  nipped  beauty  in  the  bud*, 
My  heart  is  black  as  mud, 
As  I  sailed,  &c. 

Not  half  my  deeds  are  told,  as  I  sailed, 
I  did  do  much  for  gold,  as  I  sailed  ; 

I  cruised  along  New  England's  shore. 

Where  I  murdered  many  more. 

And  left  them  in  their  gore, 
As  I  sailed. 

SCENE    II.  —  Dark    Stage.       Landscape.       The     Linden-Tree. 
JYiffht,  1  G. 

Enter  Kyd,  l.  h.,  1  e.,  enveloped  in  a  cloak. 

Kyd.  'T  is  past  the  hour  !  The  moon  is  mountains  high  in  the 
heavens,  and  yet  she  comes  not  !  Cursed  oversight  in  making  that 
boy  my  messenger  !  He  has  told  the  tale  of  Fitzroy's  fate,  and  she  '11 
not  meet  his  murderer  !  Ha  !  a  form  !  Hers  in  a  thousand  !  Aid 
me,  all  good  angels  !  {Enter  Kate,  r.  h.,  1  e.,  enveloped  in  a  man- 
tle.) Most  kind,  dear  Kate,  forgive  the  rude  and  angry  haste  with 
which  I  last  left  you  !  You  are,  indeed,  kind.  My  strong  love  told 
me  my  appeal  would  not  be  made  in  vain.     {Kneels.) 

Kate.  {Retreating.)  Let  this  distance  be  between  us.  You  have 
desired  me  to  see  you. 

Kyi.   I  have.     Is  there  no  hope  for  me,  Kate ? 

Kate.   How  mean  you  ? 

Kyd.    Is  there  no  hope  of  pardon  for  the  penitent  ? 

Kate.   Heaven  forgives  the  penitent  ! 

Kyd.  And  will  you  be  less  indulgent  ?  The  seal  I  have  lost  is  your 
heart.     I  would  be  replaced. 

Kate.    Speak  no  more  on  that  theme,  or  our  conference  is  ended. 

[Going y  r.  h.] 

Kyd.  Stay  ;  be  not  hasty.  Nothing  that  is  rumored  against  me 
has  been  proved  ;  and  I  bear  the  king's  commission  against  piracy. 

Kate.  The  more  guilty  thou,  that,  under  its  cover,  commit  piracies 
till  now  uij heard  of. 

Kyd.   'T  is  false  ! 

Kate.  I  've  heard  enough.  I  could  tell  thee  more  of  a  recent  occur- 
rence. 

Kyd.   Ha  !  has  the  boy  told  ? 


CAPTAIN   KYD,  OR   THE   WIZARD   OF   THE   SEA.  41 

ITate.  Nothing.  I  know  nothing.  Go  on,  slay  and  pillage.  You 
have  a  love  for  human  blood,  and,  like  the  wolf  that  has  once  tasted 
it,  will  taste  no  other.     Glut  thyself  till  thou  art  fully  satisfied  ! 

JCyd.   Kate  ! 

ICaie.  Away,  sir!  Speak  not  —  come  not  near  me!  Thy  touch, 
thy  very  glance,  is  pollution  ! 

Kyd.  By  the  cross,  if  thou  wilt  act  the  queen,  then  will  I  play  the 
king  !  My  letter  to  thee  was  but  a  hook  cunningly  baited.  I  knew 
you  would  snap  at  it.  I  have  given  thee  time  enough,  and  now  will 
draw  thee  in  a  captive.     ( Seizes  Kate.  ) 

K^ate.   Unhand  me,  Lester  !     Release  me,  and  I  forgive  you  ! 

ITyd.  You  are  mine,  proud  beauty  !  I  have  been  the  plaything  of 
your  pride  too  long  ! 

Kate,   Unhand  me,  sir  ! 

Kyd.  Pardon  me,  if  I  am  somewhat  rough.  On  shipboard  I  will 
atone  for  it. 

Kate,  Heaven,- then,  has  given  me  this  in  my  hour  of  need  ! 

IMusic.     Snatches  a  pistol  from  Kyd's  belt,  and,  springing  from 
him,  levels  it.'\ 

Kyd.  Ha  !  ha  !  my  pretty  one,  you  do  the  heroine  excellently  ! 
Give  me  that  pretty  toy,  sweet  Kate.     It  becomes  not  a  lady's  finger. 

[Advancing  towards  her."] 
Kate.   Back,  sir,  or  I  '11  fire  ! 

Kyd.   Nay,  then,  I  must  risk  it.     [Advancing  towards  her."] 
Kate.   Heaven  forgive  me  ! 

[Kate  fires.     Kyd  staggers  hack.     A  roll  of  drum  is  heard.     Gum 
fired,  and  distant  shouts,  u.  e.  l.  h.] 

Kyd.  Ah  !  we  shall  meet  again  !     Lawrence,  to  the  boat  ! 

[Kyd  rushes  off,jj.,l  e.     Report  of  gun,  l.  u.  E.] 
Kate.  Will  he  escape  ? 

Enter  Fitzroy,  r.  h.,  1  k. 

Fitzroy.  Lady  Catharine,  why  are  you  here  ? 

Kate.   Ha  !  Fitzroy,  you  have  come  !    I  am  glad  to  see  you. 
have  been  insulted,  and  by  Robert  Lester  1 

[Distant  shouts,  L.  u.  e.] 

Fitzroy.   Then  you  shall  be  avenged  1 

Kate.   Do  you  promise  it  ? 

Fitzroy.     By  the  love  I  bear  you,  I  swear  it ! 

Kate.  Avenge  me  !  Wipe  out  the  stain  my  womaii*s  pride  has  suf 
fered,  and  I  will  be  thy  slave  ! 

Fitzroy.   I  would  rather  that  thou  wouldst  be  my  bride. 

[Takes  her  hand."] 

Kate.  Rupert  Fitzroy,  touch  me  not,  think  not  of  love  !  When 
thou  hast  captured  this  freebooter  —  when  I  behold  him  bound  at  my 
feet,  so  low  that  I  can  place  my  foot  on  his  neck  —  then  I  will  be  thy 
bride  ! 

Fitzroy.  The  Kyd  shall  die  !    I  swear  it !  [Crosses  l.  h.] 

Kate.   Be  sure  you  keep  your  oath. 
4 


42  CAPTAIN    KYU,  OR   THE    WIZARD    OF   THE   SEA. 

Fitzroy.    Or  never  will  I  see  your  face  again. 

Kate.  I  am  now  calm.  In  the  house  is  the  flag  I  have  worked  for 
you.  It  bears  your  initials,  with  the  arms  of  my  house  conjoined. 
Take  it,  and  beneath  it  win  thy  bride.  You  have  heard  me.  The  flag 
is  ready.     Fitzroy,  farewell  !  {Exit,  Kate,  r.  h.] 

Fitzroy.  Lovely  lady,  is  there  a  way  for  me  to  win  thy  love? 
Grant,  Heaven,  that  once  again  on  equal  terms  I  may  meet  this  pirate 
Kyd  !  Despite  the  charm  he  wears,  or  name  of  terror  rightly  earned, 
his  life  is  mine  !  I  swear  it ! 

Enter  He»ilock,  r.,  1  e. 

Hemlock.  By  Judas  !  is  it  you,  or  not  ?  Well,  I  thought  you  was 
food  for  fishes  ! 

Fitzroy.    Whence  comest  thou  ? 

Hemlock.  From  Kyd's  vessel.  I  was  in  the  fight  with  your  brig, 
saw  the  whole  scrape,  and  wrote  his  dying  speech.  I  '11  sing  it  to 
you.     \_Sings^  "  My  name  is  Captain  Kyd,^'  4'^-] 

Fitzroy.    Do  you  know  his  intentions  ? 

Hemlock.    Well,  I  can  guess  them  ! 

Fitzroy.    Inform  me. 

Hemlock.  Well,  his  vessel,  that  is  yours  as  was,  is  going  through 
Hell  Gate  to  sea,  so  as  to  avoid  you  in  your  vessel.  They  are  going 
to  bury  their  money,  and  the  old  witch  is  going  to  help  'em.  Then  he 
is  going  to  carry  a  lady  on  board,  and  sail  on  a  cruise. 

Fitzroy.  Part  of  this  plan  has  already  failed.  Do  you  know  where 
the  witch  resides  ? 

Hemlock.  Everywhere!  Sometimes, on  a  broomstick  in  the  air, 
I  've  seen  her  riding  straddle  ;  I  have,  by  Judas  !  and  a  pretty  tall 
knot  she  was  going,  I  tell  you  ! 

Fitzroy.  Show  me  the  cave,  and  I  will  reward  you.  On  shore  and 
on  the  water  shall  he  be  attacked.  The  citizens  are  already  under 
arms.  Will  you  assist  us  in  a  righteous  cause  ?  He  dead,  our  houses 
will  be  safe. 

Hemlock.  Yes  ;  I  calculate  it 's  best  to  keep  out  of  a  fight  when  you 
can  ;  but  if  it  comes  eternal  hard  shoving,  then  it 's  best  to  go  into  it 
purty  tall,  by  Judas  !  I  've  made  his  dying  speech,  and  divided  it 
into  verses,  to  sing  to  the  gals.  I  '11  give  you  an  idea  of  it.  I  mean  to 
sing  it  when  I  'm  fishing.  The  music  of  it  will  make  the  cod  bite 
purty  tall,  by  Judas  !  You  see,  I  've  made  it  out  that  he  was  caught 
by  me.     {^Sings."] 

Now  to  Execution  Dock 

I  must  go,  I  must  go. 

To  Execution  Dock  I  must  go  j 

To  Execution  Dock, 

Found  out  by  one  Hemlock 

Horsebean,  O,  what  a  shock ! 

I  must  go,  I  must  go. 

You  see  I  made  it  out  he  wrote  it  himself. 

\_Exit  Fitzroy,  l.  h.,  Hemlock  following,  singing,'}^ 


CAPTAIN   KYDj  OR   THE   WIZARD   OP   THE   SEA.  43 

SCENE  III.  —  Darl . 

Elpsy's  Hui,  the  same  as  Scene  V.,  Act  II.     Music.     Elpsy  discov- 
ered over  fire.     Kyd  enters  through  opening,  c,  down  l.  h. 

Elpsy.  Welcome,  Robert  Kyd  !  I  smell  blood  !  Thou  hast  been  at 
thy  old  trade.     Hast  thou  had  revenge  ? 

Kyd.    I  have  !     His  vessel  is  mine  ;  him  have  I  slain  ! 

Elpsy.  Did  I  not  promise  thee  this  ?  Now  thou  art  come  to  do  my 
will,  and  to  fulfil  thy  oath. 

ityd.   I  have  seen  her  within  the  hour. 

Elpsy.   And  she  has  scorned  thee  ! 

Kyd.   Yes  !  I  tried  love  at  first,  but  it  would  not  do,  and  — 

Elpsy.    You  then  tried  force  ? 

Kyd.   I  did. 

Elpsy.   And  she  is  now  in  thy  state  cabin. 

Kyd.  No  ;  I  was  bearing  her  to  my  boat,  when  she  drew  a  pistol 
from  my  belt,  and  shot  me  here. 

Elpsy.    And  she  ? 

Kyd.  Fled  like  a  deer.  The  town  was  in  arms  !  I  believe  a  score 
of  balls  struck  my  person.  Yet  they  seemed  to  fall  from  my  cloak  like 
hailstones  ! 

Elpsy.   It  was  the  amulet. 

Kyd.  True,  woman  !  Yet  I  was  wounded  by  a  pistol  in  this  girl's 
hand.     Your  charm  has  failed  ! 

Elpsy.  No  !  Did  I  not  tell  thee  —  if  not,  be  it  known  thee  —  that 
ne'er  devil  wrought  a  charm  woman  may  not  undo  !  What  wilt  thou 
do  now? 

Kyd.  Return  to  Ireland,  and  lay  claim  to  the  earldom.  None  will 
see  in  the  Earl  of  Lester  the  outlaw  Kyd. 

Elpsy.  Bury  your  treasures  here,  and  sail  for  Ireland.  After  thou 
art  Lord  of  Lester,  remove  them. 

Kyd.  They  have  cost  much  blood  !  [Crosses  n.    Music."] 

Enter  Carl,  Evans,  Lawrence,  and  Loff,  through  c. 

Kyd.   What  means  this  alarm  ? 

Lawrence.  We  are  surprised  !  The  river  is  full  of  boats,  rowing 
this  way.     They  have  taken  possession  of  the  brig. 

Kyd.  Go,  some  of  you,  and  prevent  their  landing  !  They  know  not 
of  this  retreat.  {Exit  Evans  and  Carl,  c.  r.)  What  is  their  num- 
ber? 

Lawrence.  There  are  six  boats,  with  twenty  men  in  each,  and  along 
the  shore  numbers  join  them. 

Kijd.    What !  is  the  Kyd  so  formidable,  then  ?     [Goiiig  c] 

Elpsy.    Stay,  Robert ;  go  not  yet. 

Kyd.  Face  them  !  Each  man  fight  for  his  life  !  Two  men  guard 
the  entrance  !  [Exit  Lawrence  and  Loff,  c.  r.] 

Elpsy.   Preserve  the  amulet,  and  you  are  safe. 

Kyi.   Let  them  come  ! 

Elpsy.    Robert,  I  feel  that  fate  is  busy  in  this  hour  ! 

[Report  of  guns  and  shouts  without,  R.  and  L.  H.] 
Kyd.  Ha  !  they  come.    This  is  no  place  for  me  !    {JYoise  of  swords 


44  CAPTAIN  KYD,  OR  THE  WIZARD  OF  THE  SEA. 

and  shots y  R.  u.  e.  Fitzroy  runs  oil,  c,  followed  by  Hemlock,  four 
sailors,  Dutchmen,  two  men  with  chains,  Schenck,  Varden,  Vander- 
SPLOCKEN,  and  others.  Fitzroy  comes  down  l.  h.  Kyd,  r.  h.  Hem- 
lock at  back,  c.)  What  !  does  the  sea  give  back  its  dead?  {Gasping 
with  horror  on  Fitzroy,  and  draws  hi^  cutlass,)  Can  it  be  ?  Speak 
I  conjure  thee,  if  thou  art  flesh  and  blood  ! 

Fitzroy.    Monster  !  this  day  shall  terminate  thy  career  of  crime  ! 

I^yd.  Flesh  or  blood,  I  '11  have  a  bout  with  thee  here  for  Kate  of 
Bellaraont. 

Fitzroy.  Here,  villain,  for  thyself,  then  !  [Music.  During  the 
combat,  Kyd  loses  the  amulet.     Kyd  staggers  and  falls,  r.  h.  cor."] 

Kyd.  Strike.  [Fitzroy  is  in  the  act  of  doing  so.  Kate  rushes  in 
from  c.  -R.,  followed  by  Edwin.  Kate  rushes  between  Kyd  and  Fitz- 
roy. Edwin  gets  down  l.  c.  The  men  on  the  r.  h.  seize  Kyd,  over- 
power him  and  chain  him."] 

Kate.  (r.  c.  )  Save  him,  Fitzroy  !  Pirate  as  he  is,  vanquished, 
disgraced,  he  is  my  first,  my  only  love  ! 

Elpsy.  {Q.  To  Kate.)  Well  done,  maiden  !  (To  Edwin.)  The 
fisher's  boy  will  do  for  thee  ! 

Fitzroy,    (l.  h.)    Grace  !  and  I — 

Grace,    (l.  c.)    If  you  are  the  fisher's  boy. 

Kyd.    (r.  h.)    Kate,  thy  hand  !  Heaven  forgive  me  —  that  is  — 

Elpsy.  Robert,  have  I  lived  to  see  thee  the  gibbet's  victim  ?  Die  ! 
[Elpsy  attempts  to  stab  Fitzroy,  who  is  l.  Grace  prevents  her.  The 
men  seize  Elpsy,  and  take  back,  c] 

Elpsy.  Robert,  I  am  thy  mother  !  the  fisher's  daughter  !  the  demon 
of  Hurtel  of  the  Red  Hand  !  1  disown  you  !  \^Music.  Pirates  and 
sailors  rush  on  through  c,  fighting.  The  pirates  are  overpowered. 
During  the  conflict,  Kyd  breaks  from  the  men,  and  rushes  at  Fitzroy. 
He  is  caught  by  the  men,  and  dragged  back,  just  as  he  was  in  the  act 
of  striking  Fitzroy  with  his  chai?}s.'\ 

Kyd.  That  is  the  true  Lord  of  Lester  !  [Music.  Flourish  and 
shouts.  Kyd,  r.  h.  cor.,  overpowered  vnth  chains.  Kate,  r.  c. 
Elpsy  in  the  custody  of  two  sailors.  Grace,  l.  c,  Fizroy,  l.  h.. 
Hemlock,  l.  cor.  Sailors  and  Dutchmen  in  the  back-ground,  stand- 
ing over  the  vanquished  pirate.     Shouts,  and  curtain  falls.'] 


Spencer's  Boston  Theatre. 

•-♦— « — •-• 

Price,  12  1-2  Cents,  each.     Ten  for  One  Dollar. 

BOUND    VOLUMES.   SI. 

VOL.  XVI              ,           VOL.  XXI. 

VOL.  XXVI. 

121  The  Wonder, 

161  A  Hard  Struggle, 

201  The  Boy  Martvrs. 

122  The  Rights  pf  Man. 

162  Gwimii'th  \aughan, 

202    Mary's  liirth.biv, 

12;i  Roberi  Emmet, 

163  ThL-  Love  Knot. 

203  A  VfiigiT  or  M.wf  of  Sirily 

124  iMy  llusbaiKls  Ghost. 

164  Mctamora.  liurlesqae, 

204  'I'he  Lady  «nd  the  Devil. 

125  Fighting  l)y  I'roxy,  [Game 

165  Dreams  of  Dclitsiou, 

205  'Ihtt  Kfvol.niumirv  Siddier 

120  Two  Can   Tiny   at  that 

166  'J  hf  iShaker  Lovers, 

206  A  Man  without  a  Head 

127   Uiii»rotected  liVmale, 

167  Ticklish  Times.     [Tiger, 

207  Ti:e  Trumptlt;r'8  Daugh- 

128  Greeu  Bushes. 

168  Twenty   Minutes  with  a 

208  Sciiug  Warren,         [ter 

VOL  XVII. 

VOL.  XXII. 

VOL.  XXVII. 

129  Flowers  of  the  Forest, 

169  Miralda  or  the  Justice  of 

209  Green  Mountain  Boy, 

130  Forty  and  Fii'ty, 

170  Heads  or  Tails.  [Tacon, 

210  West  End,  or  Irish  heiress. 

131  Who  Stole  the  Pocketbook 

171  A  Solditrs'  Courtship, 

211  Don't  forget  your  ()i)era 

132  A  Bachelor  of  Arts. 

172  Lavater,  or  Not  a  bad 

212  "IhatNoie."       [Glasses. 

133  My  Son  Diana. 

173  The  Noble  Heart,  [Judge, 

213 

134  The  Midnight  Banquet. 

174  Coriolanus, 

214 

135  Unwarrantable  Intrusion. 

175  The  Winter's  Tale, 

215 

136  Mr.  &  Mrs.  White. 

176  Servants  by  Legacy, 

216 

VOL.  XVHL 

VOL.  XXIII. 

VOL.  xxvm. 

r'lm  A  Qniet  Farally^ 
1  138  Husband  of  an  hour. 

177  Eveleen  Wilson, 

178  Nick  WhitHes, 

217 
218 

i    139  Love's  Labour's  Lost, 

140  The  Naiad  Queen. 

141  Caprice. 

14'>  Tool  as  a  Cucumber, 

179  The  Queen's  Heart, 

219 

180  Dyhig  for  Love, 

181  The  1  irate's  Legacy, 

220 
221 

182  An  Alarming  Sacrifice, 

223 

143  Sudden  Tlioughts, 

183  The  Valet  de  Sham, 

223 

144  Jumbo  Jum. 

184  Nicholas  Nickleby. 

22  i 

VOL.  XIX. 

VOL.  XXIV. 

VOL.  XXIX. 

145  The  Cradle  of  Liberty. 

185  The  Last  of  the  Pigtails, 

22;, 

146  A  Blighted  Being, 

186  King  Rene's  Daughter, 

226 

147  Little  Toddlekins, 

187  The  Grotto  Nymph, 

227 

148  The  Lost  Ship, 

188  The  Charcoal  Burner, 

228 

149  A  Lover  by  Proxy,  [Pail, 

189  Adelgitha, 

229 

loO  Maid  with  the  Milking 

190  A  Devlish  Gjod  Joke, 

230 

151  Country  Squire, 

191  A  Twice  Told  Tale. 

231 

,     152  Perplexing  Predicament. 

192  Pas  de  Fascination. 

232 

VOL.  XX. 

VOL.  XXV. 

VOIi.  XXX. 

153  Fraud  and  its  Victims, 

193  Senor  Valiente, 

233 

154  Dr.  Dihvorth. 

194  Faust  ani  Marguerite, 

234 

155  Out  to  Nurse 

195  Rural  Felicity, 

235 

156  Putnam. 

196  Ivanhoe, 

236 

157  The  King  and  Deserter, 

197  The  Olio,  Part  1, 

237 

158  A  Lucky  Hit, 

193  The  Olio,     "    2, 

238 

159  Tile  Dowager, 

199  Shakespeare  Proverbs, 

239 

160  La  Fiammina,                    200  By  Mrs.  Cowden  Clarke,  i  240 

Agent  for  LACY'S  ACTING  DRAMAS, 

ANI>  THE  BRITISH  THEATRE^ 

WILLIAM    V.    SPENCER, 

94  Washington  Street,  Boston. 

Price 


10   Cents 


"Lay  the  proud  usurpers  low." 


WAm 


rwj  %jj 


JJ^ 


OF     THE 


AMERICAN  UNION, 


**^» 


Applicable  to  the  present  issue,  and  to  the  right 
side  of  that  issue. 


BOSTON: 
PUULISHED  BY  WILLIAM  V.  SPENCER. 
91  Wasliingtcn  Street. 

1861 


FOURTEEN  DAY  USE 

RETURN  TO  DESK  FROM  WHICH  BORROWED 

LOAN  DEPT 

This  book  is  due  on  the  last  date  stamped  below,  or 

on  the  date  to  which  renewed. 

Renewed  books  are  subject  to  immediate  recall. 

1AJ„1'86GB 

JULI  2^956  OS 

f 

r 

LD  21-100m-2 '55                                ,,   .general  Library 
(B139s22)476'                                     UmversKy^of  Cal.forma 

Gaylamount 

PampHlet 

Binder 

Gaylord  Bros..  Inc. 

Stockton,  Calif. 
T.M.Reg.  U.S.  pat.  Off 


YB  74508 


Ma5105 


THE  UNIVERSITY  OF  CALIFORNIA  LIBRARY 


^'Z; 


